Malicious Needs

These twisted shards Tinkered with yet once again Shine brightly My masochistic playpen

The cold steel Sends shivers down my spine I yearn for its touch This malefaction divine

A few more screws and a couple of springs Will help make it more efficient As long as the experience is painful Wouldn't that just be magnificent?

My pain has built this shrine

The wounds from last night now have started to heal The urge to pick at them is real

The lubricant has been replaced I sharpen the edges to ensure efficiency Again

As darkness descends I strap myself in I shake with excitement As the maliciousness Begins to slice

The pain is exhilarating and keeps me awake I once went too far and that was a mistake

You see the blood spilled out far too thick I could not enjoy it But somehow miraculously I reacted quick

I think tomorrow it will be perfected Timeline is set and finale projected The flaps of skin pulse as I fade away I grasp onto reality as darkness turns into day

I needed this experience for crying out loud Tomorrow will be better, I scream and shout

This sadistic ritual that I found Has me living the dream soaring amongst the clouds

The vileness embraces me as I blackout finally As I blackout finally These broken shards, this is the life