The darkness flows in, taking over every insect in my body. I am craving the blood only she can give, needing her touch, just to feel the burn. Her breath on my skin huants my every movement. As the drakness creeps in I want to feel the pain only she can bring. She says she dose not want me to feel the hurt, dose not want me to feel the way she felt, but still I find myself drawn to that way of life. Empty inside is the way I want to feel, I want the cold metal pushed on my skin. I told myself I would quit this addiction but I can not. she controls me with out even knowing it. I need,I do not even want anymore to feel her brush her razor on my arm. Our love is strong, almost like none I have ever felt before. I do not want to be happy, I need to be sad!!
