Poetry

A want for the blade
To cut into my sensitive flesh
For the blood
That will leak from my veins
A need to feel the release
That would follow
Like poison
My blood will be black
It will be tainted
By the poison
That has slowly
Penetrated my soul
My heart cries out
For the release
That is brought on by my knife
And the blood that pools at my feet
Black as the night
As I cry out
My pain consuming me
And the walls whisper
Love me and only me
And absolution will be yours
Finally peace as I close my eyes
For the final time

~Ankoku Gekido