Too much pride for suicide

All prospects are lost

Minefield of a brain

Vultures have done their part

Rationality meets delusion

All seeing blackness 

Pulled out thick ropes of vein

Collapsed in on myself

Flesh took a big breath 

Convulsions in a place that isn't my own

Retching and crying out

the maggots heaved against each other

In the cold ongoing dirt

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

damn this is great description....already dead, so why suicide?
heart dead, rationality dead...such delusion...yes, collapsed in on oneself...

the maggots have come...but pride has made us beat death with death.