Scar

Inspired by "I am made of scars" by StoneSour


I was made of a scar.

One big, bulging, pulsatile, hot, scarlet scar.

I took the scalpel of truth, jerked it in my scar and cut it open again.

With both hands I squeezed my bloody flesh.

I poked my wound.

I stuck my hands in my bloody, living flesh.

With claws I tore my bloody flesh out.

In anger, despair and suicidal termination.

I maltreated me until there was nothing left but gray, dead, torn lumps of flesh.

Lifeless.

I dissolved my flesh.

I dissolved my body.

I dissolved.

Beyond.