Bleeding Love

Razor blades across my wrists.
Light bulbs bust inside my fists.

Scissors slicing through my flesh.
Pricking needles forcing blood to mesh.

Whips thrashed upon my back.
Cilice belts remind me of the strength I lack.

Oozing piercings from rusty nails.
Streams of tears shows I'm the one who fails.

Bite marks from the night of lust.
More gashes to come tonight; I must.

Bleeding wrists barely attached.
Cuts on my thighs needing to be patched.

Broken mirror in my hand.
Time to end life and take the stand.

Crimson blood among the floor.
The end of my life was finished in gore.