Skin Deep Poem by Vision Ghost

I can feel it breathing; I can hear it simmering inside
Not yet even touching, what this is for me to ever hide
The perversions of death, and deliverance to confide
Yet I so yearn for the one, to have me tested and tried

Ripping through me, like the methods of tearing flesh
Writhing on the floor, to release this and yet to diminish
Any chance of reprisal, as the aggression longs to finish
But this has just begun, and I have it in me to accomplish

What it is I have to do, to facilitate the animal soul of me
I wish for the antagonism, of myself to set this fury free
And render of such violence, as the beast demon spree
Evil exists and I like where it is, for all the world to see

Drumming through me, as my heart responds in a kind
Maybe there’s love left, and all you have to do now is find
Can’t bring this to the surface, as surely its not just mind?
Please love me and hold, and let the enemies I do grind

Reaping them of my bloodied fury, and that of vengeance
But yet more so the appetite of blood, shredded violence
What are they dead? When you live for an animal essence
To track, to hunt, and then to tear apart this continuance

Of this agony so to let loose, the creature within my soul
A spirit of such abomination, and so to set its bloody goal
And as the years go by I find, myself so loosing control
Of the curse within me, that reaps its awards so horrible

Yet lost in a nightmare, of the person I am now becoming
Envy the physicals of this body, and yearn a blood letting
In cumbersome coupling of an evil spirit, and of a living
This way to forever have, within me an urge for a killing

Would you please be my flesh, and so thus upon I gorge
So thus I may fill a starvation, of those I wish to scourge
I wish to be loved as this; not for a false character forge
And so thrash from its roots, to my endeavouring co-urge

Don’t judge for what I can do, but love for who I am now
Even as the evidential damning, is written across my brow
Continuity of this shattering; my glass soul to new a vow
Which side will you claim for me? As the killings ever flow