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TW: Gore, Blood, Violence, Suicide, Self harm, themes of abuse, Religious themes, Mild sexual themes

Horror grips my throat
This fear not avoiding me
I don't even know
Left to rot
Unusual like I am

Flesh torn away
Skin, bone
Teeth, tongue
Hair, nails
Who or what
Not a question
Anyway, thanks

I pray here
Silently crying
Stuck here in purgatory
This is my hell
Per usual
I'm not here anymore
I don't know who I am

I can't take it
Kill me
Plastic wrapping my skin
Ripping away my bones
I'm not this anymore
Boys on the top bunk
Girls on the bottom bunk

Death
What's the difference?
Slashing up my bloody face
Violence
Cut me up
Crying like a manic child

It's not easy
Being sad and tired
But that's not it
They don't say the rage
That you feel
The fear is still here
Like a inhuman screeching
It's not normal
I'm not here
Tired fingers and legs

Rotting flesh
Skinny
Wasting away slowly as a swelling pain
Overcoming my senses
A girl in front of me
Pink hair and skin
She fades away
I guess I am destined to kill her

I don't pray
I don't care
I only care for myself often
They can die for what I care
Those glowing eyes
I'm dull
I don't have a soul
I guess I'm faking
I am
I am disgusting
Tell me I'm not
It's gonna convince me more

Flesh and maggots
Under his skin
Filling his swollen stomach
He'll cry and whimper and moan
Just a second
Only a few hours
He can scream
He's tired and ready to do
I'm so sorry my child
I will fight to let you live

Jewels in my teeth
Eyes
You can see me
The heart in my hand
Not a cartoon one, realistic and beautiful
You can't scream
We hold your throat closed
You can't move
Those hands hold you down
Please
Forgive me
I'm begging you
I will get better
Or kill myself painfully
I'm not me
I will become someone else tomorrow