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Primitive
I feel this steel clamp around my neck tightening
As I struggle to breath I attempt a scream
Yet no sound is leaving my hollow insides
There is no source for sound, only a ghostly phantom
My senses are all off key
They strive for a different note
A specific tempo to cue them
I claw with my fingers against these shackles
All that pierces is flesh
Raw flesh of mine that burns like fire blazes
It reflects in my eyes as it climbs up the walls
Of my chest
Insanity is within me
It hits me
The way a wave crashes on solid rock during stormy weather
My body is splayed
My limbs have gone limp
In an agitated state I try to crawl
Naked
I feel so primitive
My instincts so visceral
I hunger for redemption
Attacking you is the only thing on my mind
It fills me like poison
In a slow, calm state
A toxic realization of how much I want to feast
On the very idea of your misery
To see that horrified look on your face
Making you regret what you made me
A clumsy animal
A chained lapdog
A dragon, all scales and no mercy
Breathing on you until you are only ash
Only death
The thought of this makes me smile through jagged teeth
My hands and knees slip
They slide down the cold-tiled floor
I am officially exposed
Unable to control my body any longer
You have, without consent, taken each little part of me
One by one
You took your tongs
Cut out my joints with medical scissors I have learned to fear
I feel the erotic sensation taking hold of me
This beautiful fiery dance of yours
All sadistic pleasure
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