A Million Ways to Kill You

I have a million scenarios on my head on how I’d kill you

To see you lying dead, nothing rectifiable

I’m killing you silently, lustfully

It’s bloody, merciless

I’m forcing my fist down your throat

Cutting through your vocal cords

Ripping out your tongue and your trachea

I’m strangling you

I’m breathing your death

The smell of your blood is filling my lungs

I’m looking at your pictures with despair

I’m killing you in my head, in a million ways

I’m not satisfied

I’m dying with you every time you die

I’m plotting my devastation

In anger and infuriation

I kill you, mourn you, I triumph, and I weep

I loathe you, I long for you

In excruciating pain

I’m hanging by a thread

To the hope of one day we will meet

We will meet again

And our eyes will pierce each other

You’ll be looking at me and I’m through you

I’ll kill you in silence

I’ll kill you a thousand times per second

In a million ways

I’ll see the light gets sucked out of your sockets

I’ll stand over your wretched corpse

Breaking into pieces, falling onto my knees

Hysterically weeping
Bursting in laughter

Now I’m even less than satisfied

I’m killing you through my art

I’m killing you on paper

Immortalizing you in my eternity

My vivid memory

This is where the problem lies

I don’t really want you to die

I don’t hate you

Not even a bit, not even a little

Not even at all, not in a thousand life times