feed me poison,
watch me die,
savour while I struggle.

stab me with knives,
hear me cry,
make my screams your favourite song.

cut me up,
bleed me dry,
swim in my tears.

let me go through hell,
in beds of fire, lie
make castles of my ashes.

leave me behind,
and say goodbye,
carry with you a piece of me.

but please.. don't say you love me
only to lie.

there was nothing
that stopped her from
ripping her skin and turning it
into a crimson work of art.

when asked, she said
'i am simply following
my love's orders,
to escape my horrific mind.

you can't see him and he can't you
but he takes me to wonderland.
he builds me my paradise
where i can finally feel free.'

some called it madness
some called it a saviour for a misfit
but all i saw was love and hope
between a messiah
and a creature fragile.