agony enveloping the body like a coiled serpent crushing it to death and rendering the components- now subjected to the weight of the overwhelming burden of everything you never want to do- worthless and meaningless, confined to the floor pathetic, pouring fluids, a hollowed carcass filled with regrets and fear powerless and alone “empty terminal eyes like coffins tell me, how’s it feel?” rapidly aging i cannot come to terms there is a pit inside my stomach growing every year and the bigger it gets, the further i slip into its grasping hand waking up feels worse and worse now every fucking day i hate the sight of my room and i hate to look out the window and see that same god damned street that i take to go to the same fucking places and do the same fucking shit that i do every day of my life in a endless cycle of lies i hate this place growing in my veins replacing all my value what little flesh remains i savor the paint that deceives you when the face is stripped of all of its artificial flesh and the idea of me emerges as it weighs heavily on my chest the gray longs for my warmth as i drown in ichor the freezing blackness that coats my heart the leech that drains my blood and leaves me there to die “mother do you see me when i peel away the skin? and maybe father doesn’t hear me when i’m needing help again i just wish i could fucking touch someone without hurting them i just wish that i could touch someone without hurting them god dammit look at what you’ve fucking done to me all i wanted was a family”