Husk

Two decades of malfunction,
Two decades of disease,
Two decades of famine,
rotted beneath the skin.
I can hide no longer,
Violent overtorture,
Twisted husk,
Remnants of the dark take over.
Black void where the life should have been,
Douse me in skin rot gasoline,
Light me on fire, I promise not to scream,
Nothing on the inside permits the pain to release through vocal freedom.
I'm dead, the afterbirth of darkness, lay my head next to the blackened veil that I unveiled. shine no light unto me for I have banished the mortal shell to serve as a conduit for the black tar running through my veins.