If I Could

If I could, I'd slice open my every vein.

Follow them like rivers, just to watch them drain.

Maybe there's something wrong in my brain,

But personally, I just want to feel the pain.

Maybe I'm insane.

I'll watch the blood drip down like rain.

I'd feel the blood upon my skin.

Would loving it be a sin,

Or glory I can't win?

No one knows exactly where my soul has been.

My head would start to spin,

And all I would do is grin.