My Sadist

Don’t talk to me, whisper to my ear

For it is the only part of my being willing to hear.

Pierce me with your toxic spear,

Paralyze me by way of your poison with fear.

Infiltrate my mind, adjust my gear... now nothing is clear

I don’t recognize myself, only you in the mirror

You made me, I'm your creation… I adhere

I’m stagnate without your lifeless dexterity to steer.

I do not care how severe or beautiful it may appear

You’re the artist, I'm the canvas, and my heart is yours to smear

Never leave me alone

My malevolent pioneer.