All Consuming

All Consuming They strip me down to expose my naked soul To find the ugliness that has taken its control With surgical precision they slice away the rot Collecting the pieces to put in their melting pots Surrounding the pot to smell the putrid stench Salivating for just a taste of my gangrenous flesh Scooping up my waste in their pretty little bowls Dining on the forgotten drinking from their skulls Their not here to save me from my evils deep within But to consume me bit by bit until I’m just a sack of skin The echoes of screams I hear are not from others but from me They won’t let me go my thoughts of torture all-consuming