Held Pain

Take you nails,
and plunge them into my chest,
as i've told you before,
your pain hurts best.
After they're all dug deep,
scrape down,
and begin to reap.
I love the sense,
and the way blood tastes,
you look so fuckin' beautiful,
with your red and black lace.
Grab those chains,
and heat them up,
lay them across my back,
until the wounds sizzle shut.
Drive your heels,
into my spine,
sharpen them quick,
before I lose my ever loving mind.
Some may look at me,
and think im sick,
but to them I say,
"Have you ever tried it?"
So once again,
here I ask,
administer the pain,
that my life has lacked.
Share your suffering,
show it to me,
and cut off your bonds,
to set yourself free...