people tell me that i gain from pain
some kind of desire from torture
whether from bite marks
which make me bleed
or from a lover
that dominates
when in bed

part of me can't function
without some kind of release
that only pain seems to fulfill

i guess i have a masochistic personality
a need to feel what i can't usually

i struggled with self inflicted hurt too
when nothing else was available to me
created marks and scars to fill my heart
with increased satisfaction
i am the canvas
which is my art
my body tells
a thousand
little tales
of a girl
lost in
confusion

makes me feel so alive
the memories carved
and painted on

heavenly eyes.
dangerous lips.
smile like an angel.
eyes like the devil's mistress.
get lost in my eyes.
like a dark forest.
lose yourself.
let me steal your heart.
let me show you my ways.
my ways of manipulation.
my ways of influencing passion.
heart craves more than tiny sins.
it craves a love stronger than wars.
a love so strong it pours out.
out of your beating chest.