Dopamine

[deadpie]

Bolt down the door inside my brain
You've become the rapist of my thought
And you tighten the noose
Fabric of rope tightening my neck
Crumbled shards of glass in my hands
That brief silence was as vast as the flood
That once filled these walls we built

Never ceased to amaze me; Shameless Martyr
Gravedigger shoveling through dirt and intestines
Shadow ghost clouding the void and what's inbetween
Rigid edges turned to crust and dried black blood
Peeling scabs and sucking the red back up

[Kahn]

I love religious references. In my mind, they are strong. Although a martyr can define anyone falling for something, I refer to it as someone dying for religion.