You cut into me-and watch me bleed-you feel me shiver-your eyes so cold-your hands caress my skin-my veins on fire- pain and pleasure- I watch as you strip me down-expose my sin-you took away-you had what I wanted-I lost it in your smile-you crippled me-withering away-in a room-where no one can go-I sold my soul-… Continue reading in a room
Tag: pain and pleasure
My Eternal Struggle for Release.
I sit alone in my bedroom, the posters on the walls staring at me disappointingly. The voices in my head debating over what I should do. “Do it. Slit your wrists. It won’t hurt.” Some of them say. “No, don’t. It’s not the answer. There is a point in you being here.” The others retort.