Living dead


burning leaves swirl around my naked skin

chased by a darkened night monogram

devouring my soul's last light

Manes cold altar rail is covered by my solidifying blood

I know I was butchered

so why do I live?

hunted every night by the bloodthirsty enemy

choking on my own breath

a trap of my sorrows

my coffin carries my blooded fingers trace

my eyes have lost their stars

I want to laugh

feel calm

I only want to see my scars with the monocular

mocking tongues licking my skin clean from my salty tears,

sharp cutting until the blood runs out of my ending well

while I breathe again the air is filled with razor blades

miss my laughter

miss my calm

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