my insides decay.
you are a bad man.
all of you.
i was only a child but still this hollow sickness resides here.
it expands to accomodate all of your poison and doesn’t subside.
myself, a vessel, deposit of all your demons.
blinking thru a watery veil, i am haunted by all of your pitted faces.
a horror that never dies its constant re-birth, a reminder that you were created to cushion all of their torment, grows.
in this terror, praying for cosmic embrace, in my death i beg you all to let me rest.
