pain desired

Please forgive me , for i have sinned
I tried to hurt myself again
my arms are bruised, and blood in my sheets,
still i wish to repeat
cratches down the back of the birthday girl,
burns on the thigh from a cigarette swirl.
I can't help but to enjoy when I go to war,
I see the bruises, i want more...
teeth marks on my neck, how can i forget?
glass still in my skin,
from when the window busted in.
I hurt myself, and him too,
the i whispered "i love you."