• magikarp 6w

    I Am

    So, it's true, I suppose.
    I'm only happy when I'm hurt,
    and I hurt myself to be happy.
    Perhaps this is the definition of insanity.
    Perhaps this is all that there is for me.
    Perhaps I'm meant for nothing more.
    Perhaps I'm only good for
    fucking and leaving.
    No one ever bothers to stay,
    only calling
    when love's not going their way.
    An itch for a scratch,
    love with no catch.
    Lust.
    So, it's true, I suppose.
    I am a masochist.
    Why else would I crave, so insatiably,
    the blood from my wrist?

    ©magikarp