A Good Feeling

This is only a test, and I'm left empty again. No choice words left to save my already stolen... CARCASS! I carve it, in these walls, in this flesh, the scars remind me of how I'm, weak how weak, how weak! and how I'm dead. But when the time is right, I sit back, and I laugh, and I walk away as it drowns. But when the time is right, I sit back, and I laugh, and I walk away as it drowns. Good-bye! my mistake never to be visited again. the scars remind me of how I'm, weak how weak, how weak! and how I'm dead.