Stilletto

Yours eyes peirce right through me, unvieling the hidden elusiveness within
These patterns you witness have become my crutch.
Your eyes are your ammunition.
Your gaze is killing me.
A substantial
blood loss
that is not my own
and it is pouring out of me.
This assault will bring me strength
This assault will bring me strength
This assault will bring me strength
This assault will bring me strength
increasing stability
not to collapse
This is
a dagger to the heart
an unrelinquishing torture
but this soon will assemble me
You murder face to face
You murder face to face