It's Become a Disease

 

 

It’s become a disease,

Festering inside the living puppet

A sickness the bends and breaks existence

Pain echoes in crooked bones

The flaw a body can be, left decaying

Open wounds of demon’s claws

Driving through muscle and flesh

Burning out the dregs of life

Leaving behind copper swells on tongues

 

Author's Note

Cp. 10:24AM Tue 10/08/08 �Until The Day I Die, In The Shadow, & Anthem Of Our Dying Day� Story of the Year, V2 of �Write the Sickness Out� (Typed, ASC)

Reviews

[Mimozi]

This write packs so much in a tight little package. Very strong. I love your use of language and imagery...