I've got this weight in my stomach
that is tearing my insides.
I can feel the lining in my gut
beginning to thin,
this destruction of my insides
has yet to begin.
Collapse my lungs, and stop my heart.
Drain all of my blood, for starts.
I want to gouge out my eyes,
pull out my teeth
and sever my tongue.
I want mutilation,
I want the pain.
I want the ugliness,
I want people to be afraid.
I'm so broken, I'm so flawed.
I have no direction and no more plots.
I've lost my boundaries and connections,
I'll stumble around till my knees give out.
I'll crawl until my skin falls away.
I'll scream until my vocal cords tear.
I'll hate until my brain
is past the point of repair.
This was my choice,
I gave it my blessing.
I told myself,
this would stop myself from stressing.
Finally I won't have to hide
how I see myself,
everyone can see how I picture myself.
A ****** broken corpse, laying in the street. I'm useless, just a big hunk of meat.