Parting Your Flesh

I did not come quitely for the sake of coming. I came to conquer your flesh to part your lips to plunge the sword in deep, point first. To watch your flesh part and tremble to produce inside of your head a cry for help no one can hear. Here I am forced to watch and copy off of from t.v. things that are bad things that only you like. That I stretched it beyond belief and other things that have cause you to hold your breath in. Did you not pick up the phone and call me? Did you not say to kill you but leave you alive? These four day's that I have been gone gone you tied to the bed. Leaving the sword out of reach of your hand.