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Corpse
It's day one. But not really, because its actually been two years And my Body is starting to eat itself As each year passes, another part of me is consumed. A leg, a finger, a part of my brain I stumble through the day with my one leg, and half A brain, attempting, trying to function Oh! My eye is gone, I can no longer see - How will I get to work? Day two, but not really, since we’re going on Year Four And my skin has started to rot, and peel Onlookers cover their nose at the stench Of my rotting corpse, dragging itself down the street Father ignores the necrosis Although he has learned, somehow To cover his nose And look away from the maggots nestled Comfortably in my flesh But Sister claws at my cannibalistic Body In anger and fights, Desperately trying To stop Her from eating me But last night, She took my heart. The one thing I had, she took - Unexpectedly. Its shrieks of pain pierced the cold night air As it was slowly and mercilessly torn apart, tortured for hours, Till the screams subsided and turned Into a deafening silence. So now, I move with no heart No brain No fingers or feet Just a torso, an arm and An empty half-a-head Dragging itself down the street. I can no longer think, feel, breathe or remember It takes me at least Forty five minutes, to remember where I put my keys Or my shoes I smile at people with half my lips, laugh With half a stomach, come home Lie in bed and stare at the ceiling With half an eye My Body and I are no longer one, She operates completely on her own and Has become my enemy. She spends every day Taking more from me, determined To make sure I do not see the next But I cannot blame her one bit, for you see, Her Owner is despicable. She laid in silence, watching as I Hurt those She loved, destroyed a future She built Discarded the ones She cared for And damaged Her beyond repair She deserves Her revenge I will not fight Her for it Soon the day will come When the last of Her and I is consumed, when the both of us will be taken away Into the abyss, our fear and regret disappearing Into the unknown, finally free, blissfully free from the pain we both endured.
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