Bargaining

I’m appalled at the state of you.

I didn’t know lives could be so fragile until I held your beating heart in the palm of my hand. 

You look so scared, sitting there. Are you about to beg for your life? 

You should be glad I stand over you now, holding your choice between life and death.

You should be glad I can show you such mercy.

Mercy…you never gave me mercy. 

The way your words whipped into my skin, leaving burns that scarred over and took home inside my body

The way you claimed me without a name, without a title, unworthy of any recognition

The way your hands grasped around me, holding me so tightly I thought I would break

The way you took me apart, carefully and slowly, feigning affection as I began to 

Tear

Tear

Tear.

You used to be so confident, reigning over me as I begged, 

“Your lordship, oh please, oh please!”

The way you snubbed me, the way you watched me fall into the burning flames that you lit to burn me, the way you were oh so sure I would never betray you

Now here you are, on your knees for me,

The way I used to be

Here. I’ll show you some mercy. 

Oh, yes. I’ll show you mercy with this blade between my teeth.