I watch my legs, detach from their place, and walk as though they never needed me

My eyes are bleeding, the most beautiful glaze of grey, as it paints my cheeks and drips to the floor

My heart grows needles, from the inside of its chambers, it seems to sew away another wish for me

My teeth become black, at the touch of my fingers, as the pulse in my hands beats violently

My lungs begin to collapse, as they sing a rhapsody of death and grace

My veins turn neon, as though I am a star, and I have reached my supernova

My astral skin, begins to erode, as the sweat of my brow begins to calcify

My mind becomes snakes, that slither with intent, while I sit in horror and bliss

My feet never twitch, for they are stone, and I am marble