Blisters

The walls cry As you indulge In the unholy Burning pleasures Baptizing demon Cleansing thyself Of earthly filth Enlightenment Peel my skin At the fingertips Overload friction Into perfection There is no sin Guilt does not exist What you want is Not what I want Why do you care You are not me If we are the same Then who is right Do not tell me Do not use me Do not hurt me Do not trust me No, don't touch me Exceed the limit Going insane Again and again Filled with dry pills Thoughts and prayers For my downfall Physically and mentally A worthless burden Aching wings Keep going Numb the pain Stronger than ever There is no sin Guilt does not exist What you want is Not what I want Why do you care You are not me If we are the same Then who is right Do not tell me Do not use me Do not hurt me Do not trust me No, don't touch me Shape-shifting force Catwalk posture Starving beauty Red-stained soles Cover blisters Take it away I don't want what I hate I will die pretty Persistent fashion Sleepless and bruised Foul injuries No healing scars Gasping for air Collapsing to my knees Begging for mercy Suffocation Self-betrayal From the worst enemy My own body makes me sick Attachment issues Turn my insides out Regenerate Let time heal And hope to stay