Auntie

Waking up
My hands lust for your blood
They crave to be dyed in red
Can you hear them?
I know I do
Their begging to slit a wrist or two
Auntie,
These feelings will never go away
They control me
They manipulate me
They are my only lord
And I am their slave
Abstract flashes of long ago
Are laughing at my downfall
And to think I let you taunt me
Just makes the kill seem to satisfy

\"I tell you to go one way
And you go the other
You do everything backwards
Can never do anything Right\"