Pleasure in pain.

I run and run and run,
Keep coming back to you,
For every moment in pain,
Winced eyes, and clenched fists,
I'm holding on to you,
While you're letting me fall,
Giving me pain,
Making me feel, every inch.
Of this hate, of this misery.
I feel alive,
When I'm holding on to you,
I find pleasure, in this pain.
In this pain you put me through.

Days and weeks and months and years,
I've never changed,
But you've been like seasons,
Making me numb and peeling my skin,
You've hurt me like these blades,
Pieces through my skin,
With the darkness in everything you do,
You've got me so stuck,
So stuck to everything you do,
I find love,
In your eyes when you stab me,
I find love,
In your touch, when you're burying me.
Down in the ground.
I feel alive,
For all you've put me through.