I am Dead Although I’m still aware Hate spreads like fire under my skin My jolts are frozen Slice up my wrists I woke up Dead Cerebrum parts splashed on my face Guilt cannot reach the depths of hell A trans-like state numbing my hands Baptized again With blood and tears I write her name I fall back and try to comprehend I close my eyes My heart is racing I hear the call Welcome to hell Molting shackles tied to my hands As my skin’s falling My eyes roll back into my head The gallows end waits for my neck I am born Skinned disemboweled raped and torn Wings of bone Stitched to my back I greet my throne I am dead I am hell I am dead Yet I am the most alive between them