Needles

Infected with poison
This needle pricks my skin
The pain is not the answer
Yet it bring me close to it

The blood at first was scary
Now I find it quite amusing
It helps to forget the taste of defeat
When the needle pricks my skin

Bathe myself in this acid rain
Scratch the surface of desire
An intriguingly guilty pleasure
Of setting my soul on fire

It’s easier to close my eyes
To see through the blinding pain
I feel the virus taking over
As it calmly rapes my brain

The hatred remains forgotten
The world collapses in bliss
I’ll put myself out of misery
Inside my bleeding abyss

Rip away the ties that bind
Tear my soul at the seams
Give in to the void within
When the needle pricks my skin

~ by The Unsilent on June 23, 2009.