The Masochist

I hate that I love you
How my heart tears
My soul aches
Each time you cross my path

Hands long to touch you
Hold you
Just as arms wish to embrace you
Each piece of me in agony

It's all self inflicted
I know we don't belong together
I'm such a masochist
You my sadistic lover

Such pleasure we get
From sleeping on our bed of nails
Puncturing every vital organ
With our selfish desires

A blood bath of love and hate
Soaking into eternity
Destroying the future
To live in the past