Sharpen the Blade

Sharpen the Blade

Maybe I deserve to keep
An intrusive thought left open
It doesn’t appear to weep
But it's clearly broken
Even though I don’t deserve
To be destroyed irrevocably
I can’t help but feel the nerve
To penetrate myself inevitably

Can you tear up my insides–
And leave a scar so painful?
I forgot how agony provides
A punishment, frail and shameful
Perhaps one day, I’ll remember
I must be treated rotten
Until then, let me dismember–
My pleasure, I’ve since forgotten