TELL ME YOU HAVEN'T. ((tw: intense language and some adult themes as well as gory shit))

TELL ME YOU HAVEN'T.

tell me you haven't thought of it.

thought of killing me, ripping my fucking heart out;

making me writhe in pain, making me moan in agony;

making me cry out and scream for help, yet beg for more, more, more...

tell me you haven't thought of taking my head in your hands and twisting,

just to hear the snap of my bones breaking;

to hear me gasp in surprise,

to see my wide eye filled with terror and lust.

lust for you, 

for your hands to be all over me,

for you to whisper nonsense in my ear,

to scream and yell atrocities at me all fucking day long.

tell me you haven't thought of it.

fucking TELL ME.

TELL ME, TELL ME, TELL ME.

tell me, my darling...

that you drempt of my death,

that you drempt of taking my life,

that you drempt of taking my rotten, dirty corpse into your arms

and hold me close, telling me just how much you

LOVE ME AND HATE ME.

please, dear, tell me you wish i was dead.

that i was gone, in the ground - cold and lifeless,

no longer able to steal your clothing, to leave your favorite snacks in the pockets,

no longer able to look at you with those stupid fucking adoring eyes of mine,

no longer able to tell you what i want and don't want,

no longer able to curse you the fuck out,

no longer ale to tell you i love you.

so tell me, tell me....

tell me you haven't.