Fabricating Bliss - Internal Bleeding

In my mind’s eye I can see

A pitiless fantasy

Simphorophila all consuming

Driven by insanity

Lust, excitement, perversion, pain

Can’t stop

The pounding

In my brain

I am drawn to the macabre

I get enthralled by others pain

Arousal is achieved for me

Through sights of human carnage

I can’t explain the thrill for me

The smile adorned through tragedy

The sickness afflicting me

Has intensified proclivities

Cacophony of voices streaming in my head

Contemplate the majesty of what they said

Tingle of my skin as pleasure touches me

Ecstasy abounds

The catastrophe

My morbid

Fascination

Feats to feed my sanity

A gifted imagination

To satisfy my lunacy

I must now create

My fantasy

Give birth to the chaos

Commence the havoc

Build my dreams

Plan the scene

Anticipate

It’s killing me

The fewer I see

A drug I can’t resist

The misery

Way they flee

Disorientate

It’s sex for me

It’s ecstasy

Fabricating bliss

Fire burning

Ground is in your sky

Screams so deafening

The moment that you die

Climaxing with

Every strecher I see

The humanity of my peers

No longer a concern to me

The joy of tragedy

Reflected in my eyes

Burning flesh

Twisted steel

Hasten your demise

Ecstasy is building with each tormented scream

The precipice of that moment where I achieve my dream

Simphorophilia

All consuming

Simphorophilia

This sickness

Simphorophilia

Afllicting me

Simphorophilia

Arousal achieved

Simphorophilia

Thus is my life