A Sick Escape

Awesome elixers Nether realm nectors Breath stripped bare of body A new resembalance to the body before birth Death before the ever slow machined of decay manifested in all-that haunts me as i sense it burried in black holes in the constant build up human feces and debri I am just the leftovers of me All i have ever been The ruined one The ever lost An urge to usurp self The movements beyond the hidden entrails Expose the vast gore that spawns worlds Made a ghost in every action