Dark and bloody.

Scars and bruises on my body.

Wrists are cuffed, I rather cut them off.

My soul is trapped, my mind is attacked.

Dark and bloody.

I hate my body.

Deformed and darkest.

I feel heartless, yet, my soul is intact.

Dark and bloody.

I swim in the murky water.

Murky water with fire beneath that is scorching.

Dark and bloody, my heart is throbbing.

My soul is dying, constantly, being reborn with no destination, no regrets.

But my soul is dark and bloody, and I want more bloodshed, I desire it.