Torture whore, <br />wanting more, <br />on your knees for pain. <br />Begging for the scars in skin, <br />you think your life's to blame. <br />You search for ways to hurt yourself, <br />masochistically insane. <br />Contusions give you little chills, <br />your bruising your own name. <br />Theres no way out or so it seems, <br />to beat yourself to death. <br />When all else fails you close your eyes, <br />and scream beneath your breath. <br />Pain to you is the best way out, <br />just force away the sorrow. <br />Live to hurt another day, <br />just waiting for tomorrow.<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/torture-whore/
