Maggots

Manic depressive ramblings.

Running my tongue across the edge
Feeling the sweetened burn of emerald shards
Piercing, clutching, embracing my tender flesh
Slivers of glistening jade glint in candle's fading, flickering dance
Juxtaposition of pain and pleasure, sensations mingling
Maggots writhe beneath the surface of my forsaken flesh
Calling to me, whispering sweet nothings of Death and degredation in my ear
Scents of human stink and wax coil within my nostrils like a snake, striking at my cortex, dragging me into a ceaseless slumber
I dance between life and bitter sleep, my very essence blurring as the two become one
Lines of reality fade, leave me blinking, eyes stinging, blind and alone
A child lost in the darkness
Nothing there, no light, no sounds
Taste
Touch
Smell
I am unforgiven, I am spiraling downward into my own pit of self loathing, vengeful retribution
Tears scar my open gore
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