Cold Knife (Recommended) Poem by Ridah Ellahi

the cold knife
and it's razor sharp teeth
invite me to execute a fantasy
that i'm fighting to hold back
but as i turn around
and see you smile
my past whips at me
i know i've got to try
i close my eyes
as a thought pierces my brain
you scream in agony
but your cries go in vain
with that thought
still clear in my mind
i turn around swiftly
and pick up the knife
adrenaline poisons my veins
thrill, excitement, fear
possess me
and then
silence...
i come back to reality
as my knife dances across your skin
relieves me of my anguish
relieved like i have never been