******Ok, just to start, I rated this poem the way I did because it has
suggestive and violent parts in it. Please don't think I'm a psycho for
writing this!******

Go ahead, kill me.
Isn't that what you want?
Don't just stand there trembling
Knife in hand, body taunt
With anticipation, sweat rolling down your face,
Go ahead, kill me, you fucking disgrace!
Go ahead, cut me, I swear I won't scream,
Though the look in my eyes will haunt all your dreams.
Go ahead, slice me open, I'm pretty sure I still bleed.
See my bloodslick body arch in agony, isn't that what you need?
Go ahead, carve deeper, cut through trembling nerves,
Torn muscles twitching under bloodsoaked curves.
Go ahead, rip out organs, how about my intestines or heart?
Tear them to bloody strips, rip them apart!
Go ahead, defile me, or rip me to shreds,
You fool, you can't kill me, I'm already dead!
Go ahead, abuse me, you have nothing to fear,
No one will stop you, that much is clear.
Go ahead, you bastard, look me in the eye,
There's no fucking fear, only pain, as I die.
But that's what you wanted right,
To see fear in my eyes?
To enjoy every gasp,
Every scream, every cry?
It gives you power doesn't it,
To see me in pain,
To cut and to carve,
To wound and to maim?
Well, go ahead, kill me,
I don't give a shit.
Go ahead, kill me,
It's what you want isn't it?

******Ok, this poem is a little violent but I had good reasons for writing
it. Don't ask. R&R!******