Decomposition

Deep inside, I can feel
Eating and crawling through my veins
Ripping my skin, cold as steel
Devouring from feet to brain
Thoughts rotting in my head
Worms absorbing individuality
Feeding on the tissues of my lungs
Dragging me to the grave of society
Liquefying all feelings, enslaving to submission
Treading the steps, I do not want, my decomposition
You want me as a dead slave
Without soul, without will
No voice to scream
Just another to kill
My face wears a mask of happiness
Disease attacking all dead cells
Desires are useless
Corpse cells, useless rebels
Lies, fear, sorrow, terror, pain