my insides are pulled out easily like ice cream with an ice cream scooper

i'm left as an empty hollow shell barely feeling anything

my arms want to fall into the earth and shrivel up

the slightest gesture causes the lungs to burst

my corpse is left alone on the ground surrounded by leaves

deer occasionally pass by to eat grass

not even wild dogs would turn their heads at the meat

if rain even touched my skin it would become acid

weeds would start to grow from the skeleton

small plant stems begin to curl around the bones

and start pulling me down into darkness

my eyes rest on the soft dirt and watch the time pass

i'm alone underground

worms dont crawl over my fingers

vultures are horribly repulsed by the mark i left

i dont have the strength to struggle anymore