Carcuss Of Flesh

I used to be bad

Did things

I'm not proud.

My life was upside down

Never felt loved.

I cried and wept in secret.

I felt alone and different.

Every day is the same.

Feelings and thoughts,

Never changed.

My life is a continuous wheel

Of the same shit things.

Never had friends

And life was my enemy.

I thought everyone felt as l did.

I thought of many things.

But everything remained the same.

Nothing ever changes

My mood stays

My thoughts run.

Even deep down

I'm a prisoner.

Trapped inside this carcass of flesh.

And I'm no closer to answers

Or home free.

I may as well be dead.

For l will not be missed or mourned.

This carcass should be put to rest.

Buried deep inside a pit.

For the snakes to chew on,

This carcass of flesh.

The purpose for my existence.

To feed the needy.

Who lives inside me.

Waiting to consume 

The remnants of what's left of me.

Of this body that once,

Roamed beside you.

But l was Invisible to your eye's.