My tattoo
Holds my soul
Close to my heart
Words meant more then this
The image to which I bled

I am free
Felt by the skin I choose to alter
Corrupt with a possessive power
A will become a bit obsessive
As I feed off being inked like this
Meaning holds feeling to me

A statement to which I adhere
The marks of tradition
I am scared for life
By my own inspiration
This is my tattoo
An image for eyes to see
And the mind to imagine

I am who I say I am
This is my description for you
A story behind all the ink
And thus it was the pen that scared me so
I used my weapon
Against myself
To tattoo words onto my skin

I am the creator of such torment
I suffer so that my pleasure I know of
Without pain
I could not enjoy life
And so I welcome it with open arms

I am nothing more then a tattoo on the page of life