Beaten vines and mushrooms
Growing where I once was
Now broken bones and puss
Organs long gone,
eaten by whatever horrors could find them
Someone new trying to sew the cuts closed,
Only to leave bigger ones behind
Eyes gouged out and tendons torn
Waiting for you
Vultures circle,
scaring off the swarm
Thread ripped out, refusing to heal
Run.
Thoughts decomposing with the rest
Voices salvaging what they can but it's no use
Not to them
The mosquitoes don't care for fear
But all the blood is long gone
Rib cage full of snails and joints of gum
Wrappers and liquor covering what once was
Run.
Rain filling the holes and bones long stained by sun
Shattered fingers, a warning
Once you're here
They won’t let you leave
you can’t ever
go back
Run.