• It seeps inside
    To penalize
    It creeps about
    With a will to come out
    Claw marks down pale flesh
    Kept at bay but not at rest
    It lingers
    Making fingers twitch
    Anticipation
    Aggravation
    How much longer will this persist?
    Holding off my every wish?
    Prospect of pain
    Gives me no gain
    Whilst deep inside
    Thoughts run to suicide
    It burns with a fiery hate
    Threatening to overflow my flood gates
    To hold it off a little longer
    Leaves to sit and ponder
    From pale flesh
    To pink in a flash
    The sickness climbs up
    Oh so fast
    The bile rises
    The pain has come
    The release makes its way
    Ridding you of some
    The only way for you to pay
    The toll has been undone