• I cut and I bleed, but I still need this relief of pain and pleasure.
    The first slice didn't do it so now it's time for another and another until it gives me what I need; what I demand.
    One, two, three and it still didn't do it, now it's time for four but it didn't give me what I want so here comes five, six, seven.
    I believe one more should do, and there it is number eight is now my favorite number.
    Blood pools on the floor but do I care? I think not. The pleasure plus the pain is enough for me not to care.
    But the question is, how long will it last until I have to cut again?
    This high of pain and pleasure, I love it so much, never want it to end. But it must- is what the doctor said.