I want to be a blade
Held down to the grindstone
Enduring a long
And near endless
Pain
As I am ground away to nothing

I want the stone to tear at my body
Destroying all semblance
Of the life that once was
I want every bone broken
Every vein
Every artery
Every capillary
To be torn open
That the blood of my life might seep forth
Wetting the stone
Slicking it down
To more easily cut into me
And make my existence
Turn to the dust of stone