WHEN PAIN BECOMES PLEASURE

This innocent knife
That becomes guilty
As soon as I let the point
Run down my milky white skin

A slow and feeble pain
Releasing drops of blood
This pain that neutralizes the pain inside
This blood that makes me think straight (!)

My tears dripping down on
This brand new cut
Mingling with the blood
Making it run faster

A contrast to my mind
That slows down with every drop of blood
Getting addicted to feel this physical ache
To get rid of the psychical pain

So simple – a little cut on my arm
So I don’t have to repent
This is my punishment
Making up for my mistakes

I cannot do anything right
So this is the only way out
I deserve this
This is my life