A spattered corpse lies down in silent death,
the aftermath of vicious deceit.
Your eyes sewn shut,
they never saw my suicidal disease.
Memory scars on pallid skin
from the tentacles of your sadistic infection.
injects me with
razor blade lust.
blood-soaked skin of razor amputation,
There is no cure.
I'm infested with you.
No vaccine for this contagion.
as I cut you out,
carve your image out of my veins.
Head throbbing with anguish
as I slowly bleed you out of my life.