He stares through her
Takes in everything
The fear coated eyes
Snotty nose
Pleading weak screams
He can smell the *****
Taste the fear
She is here on his table
His ritual can begin
He knows he shouldn't laugh
But to hear her pathetic pleas,
I'll do anything to please,
Just let me go,
I’ll get on my knees.
He paper cuts her with the knife
Once,
Twice,
Three,
Then up to the Fifth,
That's a warning no grovelling
If you don't wish to feel the knife
Deeper to its hilt.
Quietly she whimpers
He lets this go
The sound music to his ears
He traces the knife over her whole body
Slowly,
Intentionally,
Motivated,
By her fear
"Not long now angel"
To watch them bleed out
It's his remedy
Revenge
to all the women that hurt him
This may hurt a little,
As he injected her From head to toe,
Each point bleed,
But no pain felt, as tiny streams flowed
I will start lower
this may hurt as I go
Smiling like a kid in a candy shop,
He pealed the flesh,
Foot,
Thigh,
Arm,
Breast,
Stopping just part way up
Her throat
Seeing muscle she bleeds slowly,
She looked on with horror,
A face frozen,
Vocals no more.
Not long now he had peeled the flesh
From throat to toe,
it will wear off soon,
Then your voice of pain will like blood flow.
The pain only temporary
Shock kicked in
Another of his trophies
Accomplishment not sin
He stands back and admires
His completed work of art
The soul of his canvas
Her lifeless dead heart.