Hollow Face

Staring at myself from the outside looking in
A black widow crawls out of my mouth
And down my bloody chin

I am suspended with bed sheets constricting my throat
Hanging from the bars in the window
Watching myself decompose

Perception without confinement
Distorted interpretations
Washed away by the blood that runs from my flesh
A vision of death

What I saw through the eyes of my flesh
Just a glimpse of what lies beneath the surface
I can see through the blindfold
Shedding light on the lies that my eyes told

Death embraces me tighter than my life ever did
Cradling my weary soul
Filling the void
Filling the hole

I always had that feeling in the back of my head
The feeling that I would be better off dead
No home
Nowhere to go
Only an empty world to roam
So desolate and cold, I am alone

I am alone

Bloated and rotting, the rats feed on my flesh
To them I leave my inheritance
They digest and shit me out, returning my flesh to the earth
Returning my flesh to the earth
Bloated and rotting