Involuntary Suicide

Suicide is for the weak
 That's why I chose this way for you to die
 You don't want
 Me to be
 Your killer
 Your suffering would be what nightmares are made of
 Tied up to my cross of death
 Your hands free to cut your own wrists
 Bleed out
 Put on a morbid display for me
 Front row to the show you see
 Threats to rid yourself from the world
 Have finally become reality
 Put on a morbid display for me
 Front row to the show you see
 Threats to rid yourself from the world
 Have finally become reality
 Surprise
 Before you die
 Blunt force trauma to your skull
 I bet you didn't see that coming
 The most important homerun of my life
 Shit and piss splat on the floor
 Expiration finally occurs
 Time to bind your arms to the cross
 Brutally tenderized
 How will I keep from cumming?
 The urge to see your guts
 Infects my being
 I can't hold back any longer
 Hastily disemboweling your soulless carcass
 Wrap the intestine 'round my neck (teradayctles)
 Stroking the innards on my cock
 Ecstacy, reality
 Phallus thick, about to burst
 It vomits cum repeatedly
 Look at what you made me do
 I've gone and dirtied my basement floor
 You were nothing without me
 A speck of dust is floating aimlessly in the wind
 Sickening
 Feeling
 Vomit forth
 Adrenaline
 Trembling
 Death is here