I-magine

You make my pain go away, You ease stress of everyday, You are my sanctum, You are my solace. The pleasure you give to me is in the pain you bring to others. The foolish are the easy targets, the wise are the challenges. People say I am crazy, and locked me inside. Inside the padded walls and floors. But they know not of you. You are, My sanctum, My solace. You are, The Knife. You bring me peace, You bring me joy. Thank you my friend, I will love you forevermore. You are my sanctum, You are my solace. You are, The Knife.

You see this smile on my face? It's only a mask. Being with you is becoming quite a task. I want to smother you while you're sleeping in bed or use a razor to rip you to shreds. You see the look of utter ecxtasy? It's plastic. You're not all that fantastic. I've had better. I can do better. But there's something, something. Keeping me here. Maybe it's the way you stroke my hair. Or maybe it's the fact you hold my love so dear. Or maybe I love you too. No. That's crazy. Or is it? Am I crazy? Or has the mask taken over? Cast a sheet over my eyes? To prevent me from seeing you for you. Preventing our love from being true.

I'm sorry. So you say... I really am sorry. Does that make the pain go away? I really AM sorry. So what? If I bit you and said sorry, would that make it better? No, but I'm still sorry. Saying sorry doesn't mean anything to me. But I am! No you're not. You just saying it. if you want me to believe you, you have to show it. How? Kill her. But I love her. Don't you love me? Yes...but- But nothing. Do it. .... I'm sorry,my child.

They've locked me away in this little room. Thinking they can hold something they can't control. Something I can't withhold. It's got me. Pulled me into a dark hole. I can't remember when last I was whole. I feel like laughing at them, taunting their stupidity. But I can't It's got me, my room, in that far away place. Pink, I think. I can't remeber Nothing. It's all blank. Or is it? There it is again, that flash of mint, that soothing melody. My mother, I see her, I hear her. "Come to me" she says " it's time to go" Yes mother, I coming, finally, we shall be together. Forever.