Is there something you want to say to me?
Something you think needs to be said?
Do you think it will make the pain go away, make me want to stop my crying before it happens, swallow my fears and pain and go back to living a life that will never be real again?
Anything you think will stop or even slow the burning pain, the welcome agony, the urge to rip my arms from my body and throw them as far as possible?
The bubbling need to scream until my lungs have no air, scream some more until I die of asphyxiation?
Melt into a boiling, roiling puddle of crying nothing, rip my ears out so I can't hear anything anymore, cease to exist?
Than shut the fuck up and kill me already, anything to stop the pleasure.