Burn

I know you will come for me

At each opportunity

And if I run, you'd only hunt me down.

Do you like to feel me squirm?

Do you think this is some privilege you have earned?

I hope you burn.

Touch me and I'll barely notice.

Touch me, I won't even bat an eye.

Look! I'm barely even feeling this time.

So, you reinforce the threat.

There'll be no disclosing it - and if I dare to,

You said you'll cut her down.

For the sake of all concerned

And for all you should have taught me;

For all I've learned; burn.

I think I let it lie too long.

I think I may have lied too long.

I barely even bled this time.

I barely notice.