Explosives.

Heat from the sun
under my skin
like needles
Irreversible damage
plaguing flesh like black ants

Ivy across my windows
growing right before my eyes
drinking tears like blood
and only wanting more

Footsteps echo further away
my eyes watching my body bleed
standing upright
like a puppet
my strings pulled by chaos
and fear

Explosives
through my veins like little volcanoes
tearing at my insides
with claws made of liquid rock
and shards of glass

Puddles of bone
beneath my feet.