Gore Encore

Awake from dreaming, the human being is no more. My skin is grey and here I lay with lust I can't ignore. I feel the pain as though my inside rotted in my sleep. I can not see but I can hear her weep. Dripping in warm sticky liquid, I appreciate the taste. A paranoid feeling, that I just can't let go to waste. Self inflicted, did i predict it, I know I like what I become. I feel a strength in me, I know I need to get some - Fresh meat. Gore encore. I push aside the half dead corpse that takes the space beside me. I stand up, shake my head and notice I am able to see. Feeling good, a new beginning, my throat is slit but I don't bleed. Day started, dead in my bed with boiling lust to feed. Fresh meat. Gore encore. Zombie Falling into the abyss. Relieving the dreams of the narcissist. Sealing the faith with my teeth and a kiss. The eternal sleep ended bleeding in bliss. Taking my first steps into new and dark existence. Knowing what I want, and what I need to keep my dead self, alive. I am walking out the door to bring the power to me. I'm out and I am hungry and I will set you free.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025