Hate me
Laugh at me
Shoot me in the balls,
Then punch me in the heart.
Judge me by my looks,
Then slit me at the knees,
Pluck my veins gently,
Watch the beautiful blood roll.
Love me, and then hate me again,
The torture cuts in slowly-
An inch, each time, towards death.
To the moment of perfect grace,
That's a light-year away.
Like a rusty knife,
I remember you clear,
May your destiny be fair.