"At Your Service"

If it pleases you,

Gouge out my eyes

But don't change who I am.

Break my legs,

Shatter my spine,

But don't take away who I am,

Who I am with you.

Rip the beating heart from my chest,

Sear my lungs with poison,

Peel away my skin like dry paper,

But don't take away what I have,

Don't take away what I have in you.

Riddle my broken body with bullets,

Beat me till I can't be recognized as human,

Maim, cripple, destroy, hurt, but please I pray,

I want only this one thing,

To stand and not give in, not ever give in,

To be what you want me to be,

As it pleases you.