"Blood Temptations"

It's so easy. Just a little further.

My flesh longs for the blade. I know I have to hold it all in.

The tension is taking me over. I'm not sure how to deal with this manner of distress. I can only write and confess this indecency. I dont want the bandage. I don't want the scars, but i'm hungry for the blood. If only...no.. i'm not a vampire. I'm not... You can't be self sustainable and call yourself a vampire. A blood witch? The bloody moon... yes it wasn't too long ago that there was blood on the moon.. perhaps... no... i know not the reasons... I'm only a witch... I can't profess these things.

I give offerings to no entities.

I long for the blood of my lover.

This blood lust for flesh has never ceased. It is fey to do so to. Perhaps, i can dismiss the vampire myth. I am no vampire...

The blade is save and covered again.

There shall be no blood shed tonight.

I still crave...

Just one cut...

No.

I'm in pain. Everything is taunting me. Every sharp object seems to beckon my scarlet carress. I want to bleed. I want to be hurt and bathe in my own essense.

I know this feeling will pass... though the more i deny it the worse my visions get. I dont want to die. I dont want to bleed.

I dont know the truth anymore.

I'm hurting, though i do not feel tormented quite as much.
  ¶ 5/09/2004 07:03:00 PM