| Laguna Blade |
| Sweet Release |
| Burning flesh, seared and torn, Fire courses through the veins. Splashed with hot and salty tears, Pain lances through the being. Overwhelmed, rid with guilt, But still I cannot stop. Blood calls to me, yearns to be drawn, What can I do? Obey. One lines, two lines, A latticework of cuts. Braised wounds, dried blood, I open, they flare with hurt. Tearing twisting, cords of flesh, The fibers snap in two. Turn the limb and bring fresh pain- Sweet release from hated life. |