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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  • Daghost413860 on Apr 13, 2009

    A nice emotions reflection piece! I feel that way alot lately. The smoke still clearing! Well done

  • kate smedley on Apr 13, 2009

    Dark poem, some great imagery in it, the emotions are so strong!

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