I am on my knees
I have a knife to my throat
You are holding it
.
I see you're angry
You could kill me now if you want
Your eyes seek revenge
.
There's no stopping you
Nobody is around here
Why not get it over with?
.
Go ahead, kill me
Please, just kill me on the spot
I hate the suspense
.
You hold the knife close
I can feel it's razor sharp
Going through my throat
.
It hasn't happened
But I imagine it now
The blood will ooze out
.
Your hand starts trembling
"Oh just kill me already!"
Knife drops to the ground
.
I glance up at you
"Why did you stop?" I asked you
Even though I know why
.
There was no reason
I had been left unpunished
No good reason why
.
I would have been dead
If it weren't for you who
Had shown me mercy