Melting out of my aching wounds.
The decay that i have become.
Self-loathing that i have to face,
becomes my only friend.
The piercing in my skin,
lets me know that i still feel.
Laying in my grave.
facing my tomb.
I stare up at the sky,
as it fades away.
Blood flows from my eyes,
as i face my demise.
take my final breath.
as all goes black.
and i fade out.
