MUSE

Do you like it?

Oh yes, you do.

The bruises on my skin,

The cuts on my wrists,

The sound of my bones breaking.

You love it,

As you love me.

Does it make your mouth water,

And increase your adrenaline rush?

Does it feed the monster you are?

Oh yes, it does.

My pain is your craving,

My screams, your perfect lullaby.

Does it please you when I hurt, Master?

I want to make you happy.

I watch your eyes widen in pleasure,

As I cry and writhe,

As my old wounds bleed once more.

This is who you are,

A creature of pain,

This is who I am,

Your muse.

Pikachu