The rush
From the blood.
The crimson rose
Against my pale white skin.
The Taste of evil and heaven I swear
it’s what feeds my darkest sins.
The pain I don’t feel
When the blade runs bare across my soul.
It’s not for me , I promise you that,
It’s for them who keep turning their back.
I love the way the blood trickles
Makes me realise , I’m here alive,
To breathe another day
Even if hell is on my side.
It’s twisted I know
To crave the rush.
They don’t care
As there push the demon
To the core
To blind to see the damage they truly cause.
Mine is temporary
A release from the demon
Within me .
Please don’t judge
When you see my scars
It’s proof to me I’ve lived
Through the pain
But I’m still here on the other side,
With nothing but love to give
To those who caused, the blade to sink in.
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