Tortured

Death's knocking at my door.    
Cold the rush blinds me, I see no more.    
Confusion mixed with pain, never ending rain.    
How long till I can feel no more?    
Emotionally drained, through life's riddles.    
An endless dream on a bloody pillow.    
Wrap my veins in black. Dark night, moonlight patterns.    

Tears salty, through dark ink.    
Softened black to misery's bleak.    
Gleaming through a razor's teeth.  
Biting sweetly, needing meat.  
Bloodthirsty, midnight craving dawn.    
No passion, but only throughout a song.    
Randomized thoughts, however fleeting.    
Fickle dreams, treacherous thinking.    
Thinner, still. Push me harder, ride my Will.    
Red, dead, reduce the Fear. Love lost, my revenge near.  
 
Thinking. Hoping. Happiness passed.    
Sinking. Feeling. Dreadful at last.    
Long desired, though easily misplaced.    
Tasting life on the Devil's plate.    
Too much inquiry, too much doubt.    
Double the paranoia, triple the drought.    
Wet. Raw. Repeatedly in flow.    
Considered, destruction. Don't let it go.    
Emotionally flaking, as if suffering from a drying disaster.  
 
Master, master destroy me faster.    
Drinking, dying and my flawless guilt.    
Guide-less chasing, just to remember how it felt.    
I need release. I need my Pain.    
I need to suffer, in order to feel a single thing.