A sweet release
An ejaculation of emotion
In a world of bleak, of dank
Punishment to be served
Punishment must be taken
My wants, my needs, my life.
Blood spurts forth,
Its red, more pure than air
Beauty in its pain and forgiveness my flinch
Utopia only I can see
Strange source, new hiding
In a rainbow of colours only I can feel
My skin becomes my book
My story carefully laid in my flesh
For scholars to decipher upon my death
Should they have reason to wonder
How a life so well kept could be so worthless
In an ejaculation of emotion
In a sweet release