In the Jaws of Bereavement

Left maimed in one fell swoop Eyes glaring of scourge Won't you pick at the rest of this carcass? Weakened spirit, weakened mind Obsessed with indulging the predator Slowly feeling your smirk lift Slurping my internal organs Nostalgia is burning Sifting through the shit In the jaws of bereavement Such a paralyzing grip Always taunting prey at convenience And all decency is stripped Incapable of pity at all Locked within the jaws Watching flesh slip inch by inch Left maimed in one fell swoop Eyes glaring of scourge Won't you pick at thе rest of this carcass? Weakenеd spirit, weakened mind Obsessed with indulging the predator The pieces abandoned selfishly Yet finally amidst total reprieve, reprieve In the jaws of bereavement In the jaws of bereavement Weakened spirit, weakened mind Won't you pick at the rest of this carcass?

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026