tay

stay still

stand near it

because you are what the void fears most

when i eat, i swallow. i never spit it out.

when i shower, i become clean, not dirty.

i am spoiled.

feeling happy but still feeling like a burden lays heavy on your chest.

the death of your own mind

they watch as the maggots eat away at my brain

eyes blood shot, the feeling of bugs crawling on my skin

as they crawl on my lifeless body

only my mind stays

the maggots eat away at the thoughts of you

tasting you

they watch as my memories of you fade away with ever bite

why are they watching?

why aren’t they helping?