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I cling on...

My soon to be corpse

dripping

your blood

The crows peck at the

innards

left rotting in the sun

The stench

clinging to my nostrils...

The vomit comes up

From the depths of my soul

I start to wretch

and my spine is being ripped

from the inside out...

One more pop

and the last vertebrae

Is smashed

Ribs plucked from my

mourning body...

But with the maggots in my heart

I still don't regret,

carving out your heart

and any other beating object

letting the blood wash over me...

and reveling in it

for those few seconds

with your heart

pulsing in my hand...

I was truly on

Ecstasy

And the bits of flesh

stuck under my nails

were quite delicious

sopped in your spleen

I gnaw hungrily

at the remains of your body

because the flowing blood,

the beating organs

are oh so delectable...

and even though

your deadly rot

kills me too...

It doesn’t matter...

because I have the taste

of the human body

embedded in my mouth

slowly tonguing out your brains

sucking each intestine

down...

sliding it with

the blood of your heart

and my final meal

the last supper

with the saints of my mind

feasting quite well.

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NoctusAngelusProcella
00:08 Sep 24 2011

mmmmm lovely and dark

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You keep asking to see my soul,dearest one

Well here it is

A violent strom that rains blood

Wrapped in a faux smile

The core of me is pure molten anger

That threatens to engulf me

Is this what you wanted to see

The walls of false perfection that I put around it

Are crumbling 'cause its so hard to contain it

To have it all together

To be the perfect one

The smart one

The one with the shoulder to cry on and good advice

The one who never cries

Because I can't show weakness

I'm afraid to be vulnerable

Except in my crytic art of words and paint

I want to let the anger and pain wash over me

I want to scream,shout and cry

I want to breakdown

And let someone else pick up the pieces

Be my shoulder to cry on

I can't glue you back together

If I'm slowly cracking

Under the pressure of containing my feelings,my emotions

Because whose gonna put my chalice back together once it breaks

Who will rebuild my walls

And force my fire back behind it

And hope I don't break again

No one

Because once I break thats it

I won't go back togther

I alone fight this uphill battle

Every day my anger grows

And it becomes harder and harder to contain

My paintings drip with my fury

But I'm still cracking

The chalice of my soul is still cracking

No matter what I do to ease the pressure

It grows more and more

Is this what you wanted to see

Always bugging me about my true feelings

Here they are

Now what

Are you gonna help me fight my losing battle

Or walk away

Will you be the mortar of my walls

And contain the violent storm that rains black blood