I keep visiting those sinful trails
That splatter darkness upon my soul
Lest I forget how ugly am I
And forgive myself; be again wretchedly whole.
I keep treading on those tracks
Where I saw the monster
That I saw I really was
Unrepentant, vicious, and sinister.
I dare not take those long breaths again
Lest they bring back the temptation
To gnaw and corrupt some innocent blood
To placate the roaring trepidation.
I yearn to rise but can’t not fall
Prey to my own addiction
The glory that this blood brings
To quench the thirst for validation.