The rush of death sets in
From my own hand
The demons tear at my soul
Ripping, devouring my flesh
My mind, my sanity
The chill of death sets in
My puddle of life dripping at my feet
Memories return, regret manifests
Hatred…
for myself, my weakness, my fear
The reality of death sets in
Consciousness slipping away
The demons more present
Pain of body, mind, soul, screaming
Torture, forever torture
The truth of death sets in
Decay taking over
Breaking down, deconstructing
Body to cells to molecules
Fertisle nutrition for a new