Which is for you
I choose knife
I want to see him do it
I want to look into the eyes of my executioner
The one who that will end the suffering
I want to see him pull the knife
See his white knuckles
I want everything to slow down
For my mind to race
I want to hear him growl as he lunges
See the fury in his eyes
I want to feel the knife slowly enter my body
To feel the cold steal rip my skin
OOOOHHH... This might sound weird, but I though your poem was actually kinda sexy... in a darkly sinister way, mind you. Great one, please post more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ok... Now not onlii did the poem scare me but also what jose said lol... Hmzz.. Alot to think about in this one... puts it all out there really.. Good job Missy