• Decomposed

    by  • August 14, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, Thoughts • 0 Comments

    Twiddle thumbs and wait for the end.

    I cannot explain to you the process of decay taking place inside me. Rotting. Smoldering. As if everything that causes me to function is beginning to sag and bend until its flexibility reaches its limit, finally shattering beneath the stress of unsupported organs.

    This road does not end well for me, and in the end, I may as well just hack up my body now and save it the excruciating torture of life to take its time and rip out piece by piece of my rotting tissue. Flesh. Muscle. Bone. All the same. All equally putrified beyond recovery and all that’s left is amputation. But how do you amputate EVERYTHING while preserving the life?

    I guess that is the real question, eh?

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