Murder

Tilt my head to the side. Caress
My unresisting body. Vacant
Eyes, Cringing skin.
Do what you want; You;ve won
Already, I don't fight. Numb
Mind, shallow breath. Stroke gently
Over bruised and battered skin.
Pull back my hair. Internal
Scream, building rage. Whisper softly
My name then issue threats.
Your breath, like fire
On my neck. Each time, killing
Another piece of me.