Postmortal Perceptions

Between life and death your soul is trapped Numb and cold, your life has snapped Yet you perceive just like before Insects devour, a shell with no core No way to tell if it is day or night Cast far away from any warmth and light Surrounded by dark in the coldest place Decay sets upon your mangled face Obnoxious premonitions Body is overwhelmed After-death sensations Breathless, half decayed This horror cant be real As bones are exposing Bruises that wont heal Your torso is decomposing Screams go loud in your head But lips wont move, considered dead Imprisoned in flesh Claustrophobic surges Unable to make a word Your screams remain unheard Between life and death your soul is trapped Numb and cold, your life has snapped Yet you perceive just like before Insects devour, a shell with no a core No way to tell if it is day or night Cast far away from any warmth and light Surrounded by dark in the coldest place Decay sets upon your mangled face Obnoxious premonitions Body is overwhelmed After-death sensations Breathless, half decayed This horror cant be real As bones are exposing Bruises that wont heal Your torso is decomposing To escape this trap Grown weaker fighting Covered with a moulded wrap Uncontrolled gasping Chills run down your spine Pores are sweating cold Memories realign Awaiting a rebirth