Incessant Self Inflictions

The essence of time crushes our reality, decrepitly broke defeated within Day six kept alive without sleeping, a glimmer of death so peacefully bliss Begging to die every second of life, the strife to survive has surpassed into time Being kept alive inhumanly sleep deprived, raw flesh torn lungs on the outside Locked in a bunker as an experiment, powerless being controlled by lunatics Seven test subjects, depending addicts, facial features ripped to bits Noxious gas keeping us awake, riddled with pain barbarically insane Lost all ability to blink, excruciating lagophthalmos we can all taste our heartbeats Heightened senses developed schizophrenic, the urges for suicide increase Whispers of homicidal deeds, promised freedom but deprived of sleep Murder on the mind with a sudden urge to feed Chunks of muscle mixed with sliced off torn flesh, such a powerful urge to feed Open wounds purely self inflicted, kidneys splattered forced to bleed Lungs on show, depraved suicidal inflictions, body parts fleshless with bones exposed Urges for murder overload with violent epinephrine Inhumane perpetual lethality, incoherent inaudible whispers Chunks of muscle mixed with torn flesh, incessant self inflictions forced to bleed Self inflictions, sinew fully ripped out from flesh Constant whispers of homicidal deeds, murder on the mind with a sudden urge to feed Promised freedom and deprived of sleep, open wounds purely self inflicted Lungs on show, kidneys splattered, depraved suicidal inflictions Body parts fleshless with bones exposed, begging to die every second of life No pressure applied, delayed demise Entrails cover the floor, no signs of distress, cackling echoes through the pitch black bunker Whole handed wrist deep in stomach puncture, shit smeared walls chewing on our own appendix Incoherent inaudible whispers, vigorously rooting round in our abdomens Gas dependent, death impending, experimental suicidal ascension Rooting around in our abdomens, forced insomnia with wounds gaping open Chunks of muscle mixed with sliced off torn flesh, such a powerful urge to feed Open wounds purely self inflicted, kidneys splattered, forcing oneself to seep Condemned to agonizing freedom, sinew fully ripped from flesh living out the fantasy of death Day seven kept alive without sleeping, constantly bleeding The essence of time crushes our reality, peacefully rotting, naturally fermenting

Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 17, 2026