Why do you ask for more than I can give?

You've got me.

Got me tearing at my skin.
Pulling my insides out, inside out.
Leaving blood and entrails along the floor.

Do you still want more?

Of course you do.
You always do.
Allow me to turn myself upside down for you.

You like this view?

Don't move.

I want to remember you like this.
Always.

Your skin flush.
Eyes wide.
Mouth unable to speak.

You're mine now.
My helpless doll.

I've never wanted anyone so much.

You're better than the others.
A golden trophy among the silver.

I'll never let you fade.

Stay still.

I know it hurts.
The blood will stop soon.

A little pinch.
Another cut.
You smell so sweet.

I place my hand over your eyes to shield the light.
Your world will be dark soon.
It all will be.

Let go, my love.

I dab my pen into the ink.
This is a love letter like no other.
Only for your eyes.

I will tell you of the adventures we shared.
The unknown depths we dared to delve into.
Sweet whispers held close to our hearts.
Oh, how I love your porcelain skin.

This is where the letter starts.

I'll continue with words of romance and endearment.
Things I've never shared.
You're the only one who'll hear them.
Don't ever tell.

I shall end pouring my heart out.
About the lies I've told.
Why I did this.

But you, my love will never read what I have written.
You no longer care like you did.
Your porcelain has shattered, leaving a mess upon the floor.

I am not sorry, but please forgive me.
For I used your blood as my ink.

I pity her.

The girl with the pale white skin.
Her lungs empty.
Still heart.

Her hands are placed on her stomach.
A notion she never would have done.

Her lips are coated in red that she never would have wore.
Expression content.
Emotionless as it was while she were living.

Death is another story in itself.
A chapter she never would have opened.
One she never had begged for.

Until it were too much.
The laughter and lies.
Poking and prodding like a knife.

I've never looked so pitiful.
Maybe now they understand.

My lips aren't as red as snow white, but they can be.
I haven't lost my glass slipper, but you can take it.
I cannot hold my breath as long as Ariel, but you can show me.
I have a red hood, but the wolves are too fast for me.
I've kissed a frog but received no prince.
Slept in a bear's bed, but I didn't survive.
I've been down many rabbit-holes but never have I left with a clear mind.
I have had my share of lies, but my nose refuses to grow.
I've grown too old to dream of flying, Never gone to Neverland.
I have made my bed and slept, waiting for a prince that never came.
Spent hours with lions who never gave me wise advice.
Whispered to my toys, but they never whispered back.
I've rubbed the so called 'magical oil lamp' and haven't glimpsed a genie.
I've thrust myself into danger, hoping some hero would come to my aid.
Turned my back on my family only to honor them, but failed.
Given up civilization to find my Tarzan.
And I've cried wolf more than I can count.
Climbed a hill, fell down but my crown was in in tact.
The London Bridge didn't fall when I walked it's length.
I've filled my pockets to the brim with Posies and burnt them to ashes.

I've met my beast.
It has claws and sharp teeth.
It's not a happy ending.