fuck around and find out

fuck you and find out

It can't hear
Not the same it
Different it
Never the same
Not traditional
Never alive
Not dead
Always in vomit inducing pain
The chunky bile irritating the throat
Raw flesh swallowing a razor blade
Rusty
Covered in alcohol as it scrapes against a bloody infected throat
Strings of clotted blood
Different shades of crimson
Crusty and flaky from how long it's been there
A moist room
A machine
Turning blood into mist
Not it's blood
Another it
Infected coagulation
Spots of mold and yellow puss sloshing in the bucket feeding into the machine
Imagine that
Every inhale
A mechanical taste
Like swallowing burning metal
Sloshing in your lungs
Your head pounding
That horrible feeling of being on the were of vomiting
But you can't
Pain
Burning like a wildfire
Melting and charring your skin around your neck
You can't vomit
The warm moist wetness of blood dripping down your neck
Making your clothes stick to you
Stained permanently a horrible crimson
A razorblade covered in stinging chemicals scraping down a raw throat
Said throat fuzzy with mold and stained the sickening yellow I keep mentioning
Sickening
The best word to describe this
That's why I keep using it
And I'll continue using it
Imagine that
Everything I've said
Tell me if you get sick
Are you just as sick as the pain you can imagine
I hope not
Fuck you
Find out the consequences
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Do I bring bad memories?
I hope not
Disturb the comforted and comfort the disturbed
My goal is for all of those people fucked up like me to know that there is someone like them
That I hate this part of my rotted mind as much as you might
You are not alone
I hope so at least
Fuck you and never find out
I'll try to comfort you if you make it into hell with me
I'll cover you with rotted arms as bad as my brain
I'm a fucked up person
Feel better
I hope
I can't do anything but that
Fuck around and find out person.