Internal Killer

Internal Killer
Sometimes in my corrupted entrailsI fell something horrible and sickeningeat away me slow and tortuosly,like an hyena eating carrionpulverize my pathetic fellingsand exploit my ill brain sending mywisdom to shit.It's an instinct, an internal killer,calls, scrams, eats away, the skinburns, rotten tumorsbreak out in the body, deep andpainful woundsridding my soul; Please please don'thelp me.aberrations in my brain, murders in myhands,my instinct delights itself while theresigned spiritcrucifies itselfSex and matter in my body, blood andflow in my holy crucifixmy insane soul fights, but the lamentsand blood are my lifestylenever I'm gonna to tire of this sweetagonyuntil your diaphanous