I am tearing down the walls to see what is on the other side.
I am opening the top to see what is inside.
Craving the things of which I cannot have, not me.
Knowing the thoughts and sights I wish not to see.
I know my limits, I know them well
But sometimes, I wish to know more than hell.
Peel back the skin to reveal the blood
That flows like a river, never judged.
The dragon's breath blows from deep within,
Searing your body in never-ending flames of your sins.
Now you will know my horror, my pain.
Now you will wish the same things.

© Anniemiles15