Coffin Nail

Like putrid vomit, the truth seething through, Chunks sticking to me like hot glue, And the entrails of memories continue to stew. So frustrated, mental don't know what to do. But some secrets are not mine to tell. Keep following me I'll lead you straight to hell. Through space, time, and dimensions, I follow the trail. Bloodcurdling screams make your face pale. Icy fingers reaching from hell, draining blood from every cell. "I tried to catch her, it was then she fell!" His words of confession, all lies as well. Sickening smile expanding as drool fell. Lost in the memory of her sweet smell, his putrid odor mingling as well. And her screams echoing with the sound of the hammer fell, After each coffin nail.