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i do

do i really want to do this? i find ido. should i do this? im afraid i must. i dont know why exactly, but i know i will. and i can tell by your eyes, you know it too. but then again thats why i must. to see the fear as i open my knife. to hear your heart as i lean in close. does my fetid breath offend you? i think you dont care. it doesnt really matter now does it? but at least i keep my blade as sharp as a razor. oh at last , you realize the cut is made, amazing it doesnt hurt isnt it? but now the blood comes. now the next cut and the next and the next and the next. do you feel it now? no not the slicing but the calling? do you want to go? i find you do. im afraid you must. i know you will. and i can tell by your eyes you know it too.

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