Masoquista

My love, bite my lips, for blood they leak.
Now close your eyes and cry me tears.

Bring to me your love,
Let me fight your fears.

Be one with me…

My fingers shall be one with your tenderness,
And your blood shall marry with my sweat.

Bury your nails into my flesh, till my skin sits dead under it.
For to me, Pain is my only escape, my only pleasure.

The entities of a destined misconception, granting an explanation to your understanding not suffice.

Now, please, bite my lips till they bleed,
Exhaust me; stifle me to my near demise.

At the altar I lie and the church’s cross be turned upside down,
For shackles and chains peel my dying flesh.

A slave I am to your love, to the pain at my heart you inflict.
Torture me till my soul feels, so I pay my regrets...
For the nails pounded into his living limbs were of my joy.

Forgive me, for I have learnt to fear but there is darkness in me that’s rooted further than the remains of my rotten heart; my soul bleeds black and the words that hail from my lips are poisoned to slowly kill.
“What have I done, save me father.”
Forgive me.
I repent.
Forgive and forget the many smiles I have ever destroyed.