Proposing Decomposing

Sit and wait Don't know how long this will take Shoved outside the shade with a sharpened knife between my shoulder blades My life not flashing before my eyes, scroll intimate details and moments that make me feel alive My skin boiling blister bubbles, splattering secretions Puss eruption: skin splits, bones expose How long can I stand here with nowhere to go but back Sink the blade in where my heart attacks Let me fold into a pile of bones There's nothing there and nothing left and I don't want to go back