The taunting flow of crimson
Clouds my judgment
It calls me
And I answer

Will we play this game my whole life?
Will the temptation sink it's teeth into my heart?
I want to be free of this
But the red crimson flow reminds me of who I am

Sick

Twisted

Lonely

And afraid

Of myself?
...
I contemplate the possibility
But I cannot answer

Because I don't know