Dark poem

Cut me down
Reap me of hurt
I need it incredibly
Be gruesome
Be creative
Dress me in my best
Then slowly and enticingly
Slit my throat
And let me choke
On my own crimson
That’s darkened to black
It’s crawling inside me
Something’s bubbling inside of me
Scratching and slithering
What is it?
Is it the real me
Trying to take form
Before I perish in this beautiful way
Tie me up
Beat on me
Smash my head in
Gouge my eyes
Sever my fingers
Cut me up alive
I don’t care
Maybe squeeze my heart
And feel it beating in your hand
Such power…
Puncture it
Tear the organ out
Then shred it up please
Not much left anyway
Just reap me of pain
Give me some physical pain
My love…
I love you
Im screaming
Gasping
Now moaning
From the intensity of you’re thrusting
You’re breaking me
I’ve been dead all along…
I’m only a memory now…
I’ve always been
Just a sick memory…