She is sex

you belong to me series of women killed by their husbands 2

She is sex. She wants sex. She thinks of sex. She sees sex. She likes sex. She is sex. She invites to sex. She inspires to sex. She is sex. She thinks of sex. She means sex. She wears sex. She looks like she wants sex. She looks like sex. She looks for sex. She is the reason to sex. She is reason to sex. She is her rape. She is evil. She is luring. She is bad, she is just bad, she is twisted, she is sex. She is for sex. She is to be penetrated and won, she is a prize, she is trash, she is to be owned. She is to be thrown away, she is her sex. She is dangerous, sex is dangerous. Her sex is to be controlled, tied and bound. It is her idea, it is in her, the idea of sex.

The stabbing, the inevitable mental and physical killing, holding a knife to take a life.

Stab me in the eyes, stab me through the heart, stab me in the ear, stab me to the wall, stab me in the gut, stab me in the mouth, stab me silent, stab me nonexistent, stab me for you enjoyment, stab me so you could live, stab me for you to have you power, power like you thought you would, it is you decisition, you have the knife, stab me that I would not be.

Stab me to manifest your hand, your body, you religion, your faith, stab me with your pride, stab me to show your contempt, your superiority, stab me to be your subject, target for you and your hate and see me bleed dry like I deserve it. Where my blood runs, see it on the ground, it is progress of error from which we live. A murder that happens without satisfying end. Why I ask, it is for you to see what you are and I am not, it is pathetic.