Reaching for inner sanctity.
A classis invasion, a film meant to create,
A vampire notion, crawling on slate;
Teeth sinking deeper, flesh ripping through,
The burn in your eyes, I want you;
Piercings and intrusion of many body parts,
Find me a stake, drive it through my heart;
Art sinking in my skin, telling many tales,
Absorbing all my stories, my accomplishments and fails;
I scrub my sins away, they won’t consume me,
I’m happier when I feel this way, I feel more free;
Sunshine leads my days, I smile with no remorse,
The night times bring me inspiration, with ease, no chore;
Fulfilment in the pit, my belly strong and hard,
Emptiness in my heart, screwed up and scarred;
Cutting skin releases, burning flesh so proud,
You’ll never hear me screaming, it’s a private inner sound;
I scratch my skin, I want to paint it red,
I’m alive until I’m dead,
Take me into the unknown, take me to the edge,
I’m looking into darkness, I’m dancing on the ledge;
Soft and soothing music, fills my artful ear,
I’m content with harm, I’m content with fear.
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