DecayFucking confusionRot in my brainRipping out my hairI'm going insane.Too many questions;No answers foundEyes stitched closedHands tightly boundMouth filled with maggotsNaked and coldLaughing and cryingWith no one to hold.Psychopathic insomniaTo which there is no end;Wounds that will not healNo god to make amends.Scratching at my legs;Body covered in diseaseNails shattered and brokenHead covered by fleas.Screams that are silentA voice that is sore,Fallen to the shadowsI am ever more.
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