A Desert In A Dream

I walk alone in the stormy desert

Blowing with its wind

And washing away the sand

That is now passing through my body

And scraping and eating away my skin

The cactus hidden beneath the sand

Drenched out all of my blood

And the creatures of bones

Where crawling for flesh

As time went by

My skin had been eaten away

And my flesh exposed

To the wicked sun

I ran until I paused for a while

Where I saw my own blood

Being bled and drying out to be black

My veins begin to scorch dry

And I found maggots on my flesh

Still the wind blew the sand

Now scraping my rotting flesh

But it seems that fate took its smile on me

I saw a golden chalice and a silver plate

I arrived just pick it up

With my almost broken self

I noticed the chalice was encrypted

With the word that said

“Ambrosia of Ichor”

And the plate was encrypted

With the word that said

“Ambrosia of Sarx”

As I hold the chalice

I saw a thick fluid

Discharging from the chalice

And the plate that I hold

Pieces of white meat began to fold

It looked very appalling

But the fragrance was appealing

So much so that I took a sip

And soon I was gulping

Then I took a bite

Which became my gulosity

Even though I replenished myself

I became greedy

And I started to fatten

Thus the fate took a frown on me

And now the creatures of bones

Finally caught up to me

Snatching away my greedy flesh

Even though the more I ate and drank

The more they ripped me apart

My agony had to process

The heal and pain all over

Eventually, I gave up hope

I let that skeletor rip me away

And I became just like them

This was my encounter with the myths

A desert in a dream

Where my mind meets its end