pain

[beanpoophead]

pain is reality
bleeding life to show me
everything i know
or at least pretended too
addicted to how it feels
to know what pain kills
and hide in its doors
covered by the storm
breaking life from young minds

bodly shaped to go
all the places they couldn't show
black and white
my world, colorless
in my world of pain
just waiting
and hoping to feel
to see the blood flow
red painted on pale skin

waiting and waiting
clock ticking away each second
til i can feel the pain
feel the cut
created only by yours truly
to make every end meet
and capture pure hopelessness
provided by sin
held loosely in by lust

my pleasure
is always brought in by pain
a dangerous obsession
quickely becoming addiction
red gashes, skin so pale
the difference is in beauty
absolutely striking
no one can uncover
only for me to see

arms are my canvas
red the color of my soul
sharp and sturdy the best
to paint a potrait
of my pain

 

[CHiLD-0F-THE-BEAT]

arms are my canvas
red the color of my soul
sharp and sturdy the best
to paint a potrait
of my pain

^I like this part the best feels the most sturdy part of the piece, like it holds the rest up.
Liking this.

 

[neverwas]

my pleasure
is always brought in by pain
a dangerous obsession
quickely becoming addiction
red gashes, skin so pale
the difference is in beauty
absolutely striking
no one can uncover
only for me to see

i like pain