These twisted shards

Tinkered with yet once again

Shine brightly

My masochistic playpen

The cold steel

Sends shivers down my spine

I yearn for its touch

This malefaction divine

A few more screws and a couple of springs

Will help make it more efficient

As long as the experience is painful

Wouldn't that just be magnificent

My pain has built this shrine

The wounds from last night now have started to heal

The urge to pick at them is real

The lubricant has been replaced

I sharpen the edges to ensure efficiency

Again

As darkness descends

I strap myself in

I shake with excitement

As the maliciousness

Begins to slice

The pain is exhilarating and keeps me awake

I once went too far and that was a mistake

You see the blood spilled out far too thick

I could not enjoy it

But somehow miraculously I reacted quick

I think tomorrow it will be perfected

Timeline is set and finale projected

The flaps of skin pulse as I fade away

I grasp onto reality as darkness turns into day

I needed this experience for crying out loud

Tomorrow will be better I scream and shout

This sadistic ritual that I found

Has me living the dream soaring amongst the clouds

The vileness embraces me as I blackout finally