Your demons howl and scream,
Rattle the bars of your cage,
Screaming for blood and pain,
And you,
Tired of fighting,
Give in.
The blade is sweet and cool,
Whispering salvation,
Silencing the demons and doubts.
Following the blue road, and you’ll be free.
The breath-held anticipation as the steel
Splits the skin and leaves you gaping.
That
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