You chose and tore me apart,
ignored my pleas, ignored my cries
as you held me in the cage
of your touch cutting into me,
killing me,
haunting me,
stalking my mind in the shadows.
You threw me down and clawed
into my body, lying
as you made that choice
to crucify me for your pleasure.
Looking with no guilt into the mirror,
you feel no shame,
it was "just fun" you say.
Guess what I think of you,
of a coward like yourself,
of a little boy with a temper
and determination for chaos-
in my mind, in my nightmares-
you are nothing to me.