Beastly

She gruesomely laid on me pain
Such beauty I accepted anguish with a smile
She smiling told me it wouldn't hurt
She psychotically told me to smile
She made me hurt myself
Hurt herself
We delighted in pain, beautiful misery
She laid there almost dead
I prayed for her death
We prayed for salvation
She resurrected
I almost too shaken
Begged her to hurt me
Hurt me beyond death so I too can resurrect
We in unison cut the wrists of happiness
Submerged in the total despair
We sang praises to pain
She held me by my hand
As she led me to death
As I implored her to end me nicely
She put my happiness to sleep
Together we were pained
Together we were wounded
Sitting in the corner of death with angels of Satan
They prayed for our fall
We prayed for pain
Pain united us
Gladly we delighted in pain
Sang choruses of defeat
Together we were in misery
She was to me what I was to her
She my beautiful compeller, I the emotional wreck, such supremacy she has on me, we tapped only to rhymes that were pleasing just to her, so gladly I moved to beats of anguish for she worshiped the beauty of the gushing blood as she pained herself, such beauty I was drawn to my knees
Such purity I inadvertently became a believer
She was a friend of death, I the enemy of life
She was a messenger of the dark, I the opposition of light
She the beast, I the fallen angel
Together we were labelled by situations that defined our fears