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1926
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"Razorblade Romance"
IP:
Beauty In Life Can Only Be Achieved By Tasting A Death,
So I Kiss The Blade's Unforgiving Lips To Acquire Its Taste.
Yet, When Does The Taste Classify As A Hunger?
A Cutter, No... I Dance Reality For Embetterment.
Or, Am I A Glutton? N- No Not Me, Never That.
Im A Victim, Y- Yes, I'm Attacked.
Grip The Razor Blade And Attempt To Fend It Off,
But In This Struggle His Personality Rips At My Emotions.
In Tears, He Breaks My Spirit... But He Doesn't Mean It.
Honestly, He Loves Me! That's Why He Wishes To Help.
"Im Sorry, Let Me Kiss It And Make It Better"
I-, I Feel His Compassion, He's Is True.
Like A Mother He Tends To My Emotional Wounds.
As His Finger Rub Divinely Along My Wrist, He Cries.
I Watch The Tears Poor Down His Face, And I Ask "Why?"
My Lover Grins At Me As I Wipe Away His Tears,
I Smile Vibrantly As I Know The Intention, Love.
But Im Tired, So I Lift Him From Me As Again He Cries.
I Wish So That I Could Please Him, But Im, Im So Tired.
I Gazed At Him, His Teeth Salivating And A Metallic Stare.
As He Overpowered Me, "STOP IT!"
I Scream At Him To Stop Why Isn't He Listening!?!
This Isn't Love Anymore, This Is Hate, This Is Lust.
This Is- This Is Sin... As Innocence Hurls Itself.
Kisses My Eyes Good-bye, But It Has No Other Choice.
The Blade Tares Continuously At My Veins,
Raping Away My Every Metaphysical Being.
Its Not The Physical Pain, Its The Distrust, The Force.
I Know Longer Know Him, He's A Stranger.
As He Finishes, He Gives A Last Kiss Before I Fall,
Faint And Pale I Stumble To The Mirror...
Only To Find The Beauty In Death Lies Only In The Mind Of The Killer.
*Smiles, Looking Over His Masterpiece*
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