There is a twisted story of a broken artist
She wants to paint where her heart is
One delicate female skin
Make the brush dig deep within
Intricate ungentle lines
Slowly woven over time
Long and short deadly strokes
Painful enough to choke
Red drops so deep and dark
From the flesh torn apart
A monster within a human shell
Who would have thought you would tell
A secret to be kept alive
A way to live and way to thrive