Disembowelment

Disemboweled by 

the razor blades of existence

 

Raped by the brutalty of

a world that couldn't give two fucks

 

Dissected by psychopathic aliens

for their entertainment

 

Spinning on the wheel of a hamster,

running and running until i'm a dead

 

By the toil and exaustion of my hands

I fall over on my sword

 

Little but an afterthought to those who continue

to struggle to escape the quicksand of life