Ripping Flesh

Ripping Flesh

Those weird feelings
Of beads in your blood
Bone crushing and crackling
Shell; that skin numbing state
That are left a-flood
This is only the beginning

I am not trying to scare you
Or make you sick
The time is for the taking
Taking the time to tell you the
TRUTH!
And show you I am not lying

As the blood flows down your
Fingers and around your brain
You can always come to me
AND ASK,
“What is that flesh ripping pain?!”