A twisted joy pains me
Knotted inside my chest
My heart tugs, then relaxes
Then all is silent, all muscles at rest

The loneliness filling inside
Pulls me across the dusty floor
Down into the basement
Slithering with rats

I reach into torn flesh
Dissecting veins from the rest
Blood stains translucent hands

Slithering in and about
A serpent chews his way
Inside this hole of a chest
Sewing his being
Into something unable to reset

If I keep him, will he eat me whole
Taking my heart, to go
I do not care too much for games
He started before I had any chance to say

You mad, mad serpent
Do what  you will
For I lack the will
To do anything at all.