Everything feels so wrong.
The urge to rip my skin from my body is so strong that I know it will still feel wrong.
The need to cut every single strand of nerves & carve out the flesh, fats & muscles just to feel clean but it's still not enough.
The desire to pull all my organs out & cut them to pieces & feed them to the animals & it's still not adequate.
The itch to throw my bones into the fire & watch them burnt to ashes & it will never suffice.
Everything feels so overwhelmingly wrong.
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