Thoughts of darkness


depressing feelings of hared and sorrow


compel me to mark my skin in wounds




in marks of pain and blood


I build a ladder of sickness upon my body

setting an throbbing tempo across my skin


making it burn with pain and pleasure



emaking it tremble and puls




along with my broken
heartthat beats In the pain with every slice, every





scratch and every smash

along with the whispers of agonizing ecstasy



that flow throughout my veins

my body takes my brutal barrage of aggression



the defilement I strike upon myself



yet I cannot stop this cycle of ruin




for thoughts of darkness






compel me