Poem #1330

1 part Frustration + 10 parts Peach Rum = This

she carves an etching into stone
the stone encircling my soul
a panoramic print of pain
and i wouldn't have it any other way
she drives the nail into my skull
and hammers hard with wicked words
i get the point, its buried deep
and i wouldn't have it any other way
thrusts her talons through my throat
suffocate me slower, sweeter
squeeze the lifebreath from these lungs
i wouldn't have it any other way
she sinks her teeth into my heart
enervate my vibrant veins
and drink deep from the dark debris
i wouldn't have it any other way
observe, my love, what now remains
soulless, mindless, breathless, lifeless
a withered, writhing revenant
eternally, your putrid slave
i will not have it any other way