so bloody so cold

I entered the room with no clothes and no name. Screaming and bloody, so cold, so bloody. Every person here, arrived years ago. Strangers congregated for this moment. I've never felt so dead. All I knew was warmth, comfort, and simplicity. Now I fear these gawking creatures will ask tricks of me. To crawl, to eat, to create and succeed.
Please change me back into a seed, so I may once again live a life that is free. Things were perfect, I would lay and feed. Though at times I heard voices from an outter world. The thin walls of my skull and my cozy warm home couldn't mufle the sound. They came in echoes like spears to my ears. The gruesome life ahead spans years. Seed life will be over shortly, and that day of reckoning will be chilling and overbearing. Theses voices from beyond the walls were conspiring. I felt all I knew was pushing me down, and a force from below was pulling me by my mind. It squeezed, clenched and twisted and took me by surprise. I screamed as loud as I could, I asked politely for them to quit their heaving tugs, I received no reply, they must speak of different tongues. An acute weirdness lays over every single face. I hope I don't need to inhabit these peculiar ways. I don't comprehend their structure, nor what they say.  Before I knew it, I was pushed through a door. I was oogled and held, blood and piss on the floor. A most horrible day, the day I was born.