Consequence
We all have someone twisted in us, this could be the death of any of them
I never have understood it
Wretched in my own wickedness I am told I am
I lay out to be flayed
Accepting the consequence
Of existing in such duality
I pulled out the teeth
Of my enemies
I yanked their hair by the roots
To hear their yells of protest
The fingers I plucked off
One by one
Bandaging each fresh stump
They heal
I took a kidney from them each
And sold them
A pancreas soon after
Keeping them alive still
They paid their keep
In the time I first began
They had their tongues for weeks
I cut them off now
Sooner than later
Their pleading voices
Could only ever annoy
The agony in screams
Pleasant and unaffected
Brandings are a favourite
One bit after another
The quick pushing heat
And the screams
I feel their heart beats
After every pain
Gauging reactions
Always, always learning
Every week is another gift
An exploration of sorts
Quick or slow a procedure
Apathetic yet or still holding fear?
Sometimes in their confined sleep
I shake them awake
Dressed as another captive
I feign the need for escape
The light in their eyes
It is revolting
The spark of hope I see
I can barely stand it
It doesn't take long
They realize it soon
Something is wrong
And it is always me
I laugh so truly filled with irony
Quickly slipping a belt around their neck
They slowly fall unconscious
As I see their despair
It is always worth the skit
For that single facial expression
Bringing me to tears
As I laugh so filled with amusement
But caught I was
Last time of late in a market
Strangling one of them at night
Just about unconscious
It was almost through
Yet he was a bit too loud
A bit too much
Almost, but never regrettable
I never used chemicals
You see, they are so unhealthy
Every donated organ was while awake
I took from them
No sedatives or drugs
They fell unconscious
But not quite this time
They caught me quick
Sitting I was
Upon his chest
The light in his eyes
Almost out
It happened faster than I thought
Two idiots pulled me off
I told them he tried to hurt me
But believed I was not
They never do
They never have
But he was my enemy
For thinking I would not mind
His attempts to rape me
But they never listen
No one does
Not at first
When they can talk
I discovered whilst pulling apart their muscles
They tend to see things
From my point of view
When one attacks another
It is only cause and effect
I am not as such without reason
Always they attack me first
I am a pacifist you know
A pacifist to be flayed
I never have understood it
Wretched in my own wickedness I am told I am
I lay out to be flayed
Accepting the consequence
Of existing in such duality
I pulled out the teeth
Of my enemies
I yanked their hair by the roots
To hear their yells of protest
The fingers I plucked off
One by one
Bandaging each fresh stump
They heal
I took a kidney from them each
And sold them
A pancreas soon after
Keeping them alive still
They paid their keep
In the time I first began
They had their tongues for weeks
I cut them off now
Sooner than later
Their pleading voices
Could only ever annoy
The agony in screams
Pleasant and unaffected
Brandings are a favourite
One bit after another
The quick pushing heat
And the screams
I feel their heart beats
After every pain
Gauging reactions
Always, always learning
Every week is another gift
An exploration of sorts
Quick or slow a procedure
Apathetic yet or still holding fear?
Sometimes in their confined sleep
I shake them awake
Dressed as another captive
I feign the need for escape
The light in their eyes
It is revolting
The spark of hope I see
I can barely stand it
It doesn't take long
They realize it soon
Something is wrong
And it is always me
I laugh so truly filled with irony
Quickly slipping a belt around their neck
They slowly fall unconscious
As I see their despair
It is always worth the skit
For that single facial expression
Bringing me to tears
As I laugh so filled with amusement
But caught I was
Last time of late in a market
Strangling one of them at night
Just about unconscious
It was almost through
Yet he was a bit too loud
A bit too much
Almost, but never regrettable
I never used chemicals
You see, they are so unhealthy
Every donated organ was while awake
I took from them
No sedatives or drugs
They fell unconscious
But not quite this time
They caught me quick
Sitting I was
Upon his chest
The light in his eyes
Almost out
It happened faster than I thought
Two idiots pulled me off
I told them he tried to hurt me
But believed I was not
They never do
They never have
But he was my enemy
For thinking I would not mind
His attempts to rape me
But they never listen
No one does
Not at first
When they can talk
I discovered whilst pulling apart their muscles
They tend to see things
From my point of view
When one attacks another
It is only cause and effect
I am not as such without reason
Always they attack me first
I am a pacifist you know
A pacifist to be flayed