Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Masochist


Brought the sun, hell and all that burns
To break the noose around my neck 
To unchain my undying soul
To rid me of delirium

Don’t you know? 
I want to choke 
And gasp till there's no air
Asphyxiate till every vein runs dry
And suffocate until every atom dies
Just to feel alive

On the verge of demise
You arrive
And breathe life into me
As if I asked

Saviour is it?
Breaking all laws
To destroy my façade
I detest you
Yet, you nurture
And lull me to slumber

I cock a pistol
Don’t you understand?
My delight
This whimsy of mine

Ache leads to oblivion
Pleasures my addiction
My tears aren’t in vain
In truth
What would become of me?
Without you


© Viviana Plasman

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