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I live not amongst the living

Can not live lest i am back

Amongst the dead an empty shell a shadow of a man until

Im back- home,- where - i - Belong.

 I welcome dead and i depart the shell yet echoes of pain rest inside my head

The only living im now collecting the dead’s hopes and misery their torments live within me

False memories of places

i ve – never been

Adding an extra scar just to make sure that the blood -still - bleeds

Or are these lunacy inflicted dreams?

Besieged by the dead, occupying my head

I belong to the place where existence subsides

Giving way to the carrion, these soulless bags made of flesh to reign

They pursue their - lifeless - motion

Temporary stuck between their family and the grave

In wait to be buried forever unfathomable transition

Leads – my - mind- astray into oblivion

Visions of madness lunacy inflicted dreams

So lucid they live within me

The torments of the dead described

Rejoicing in agony of dead flesh

I m at peace within confinement of abattoir

I yearn to be the one with my morgue

My soul burns for desire to witness

Creator Who did so many beautiful wrongs

In sickness…