Blood
Is what I see lurking underneath my pale skin
I see it pulsing through my veins
It detains my sins
It nurtures and makes me thrive
Like the very plague that kills innocence
I pledge myself to the life of detested sinners
I no longer can be saved
What you call pure happiness
Where does it reside?
For I have lost its one true address
I am lost
Forlorn
I can only be sated with bared flesh
And blood
Oh, what blood is
It's beautiful
Fortress of pain and suffering
I have succumbed to its every desire
I have died at times of sorrow
It revives me
It feeds me with what food could not
Sustenance of my every need of sick, unholy doings
Flames engulf me ever so quickly
I die, I am dead
My dreams
My hopes
My destiny
Full of manure
I no longer need
In blood I trust
In blood I am sated
Teach me to be more adaptive
To this beautiful darkness
I have fallen in love with