My Hurt

Resentful misery,
guilty stricken thoughts
such things hurt inside
pain is my rejoice,
so,
cut me open
rip my organs out,
as the sound of tearing flesh
is buried by screams of pleasurable death.

These wounds attract flies,
soon their maggots will infest me,
and feast on my rotting flesh
the sound of them gnawing away at me
is drowned out
by the calm dripping sound of a blood puddle
filling and spreading below me

Almost as soon as it begun,
it is over,
and my entire body is completely consumed in pain,
the overwhelming darkness has won,
and i'm trapped in a neverending downward spiral,
falling
into an endless black pit