Horror_Ethereal

Deaths a lesser evil than this Utmost foul, the milk from thine teat I can feel the dread as it touches my lips Cradle to the grave, now doomed to exist Deaths a lesser evil than this Mourn with each breath Gasping lungs constrict with sour air Stillborn of existence Life loveless, unconditionally The mother miscarried me unto life Postpartum despise Empty my wrist by knife I curse the light Existence and pain are one in the same The mind is all but willing The body is fucked The bounds of flesh insulting Vessel burdened by the gift of life Flowering fourth in growing pain I exist without my consent Existence and pain are one in the same Gasping lungs constrict with sour air Stillborn of existence Life loveless, unconditionally Existence and pain are one in the same Utmost foul, the milk from thine teat I can feel the dread as it touches my lips Cradle to the grave, now doomed to exist Deaths a lesser evil than this The flesh is a prison The mind is all but willing The body is fucked Flowering fourth in growing pain I exist without consent

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026