There’s a crater, just there, beyond the fabric of my skin. It’s digging itself deeper into me even as I try to liberate my wounds. This pain is suffocating. I don’t know what to do. I can feel myself slipping, slowly beneath something that should be water, but is hard and unforgiving, like sharpened steel set to bones. It’s even deeper now…I can feel it, soon it will burst and free upon this filthy world will my sins be. As the skin grafts anew and tries to conquer the pain, my memories wash over me.


~ by dcreature93 on February 9, 2013.

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