Poetry The World Serpent

[Venom Adhamm]

I've been going around in circles lately
Gnawing at the ugliest parts of me
Trying to chew off whatever I can't stand
Let the sun blacken and blot
Let an icy Hell stretch out over land
The end of the world is en route

The seas shift and stir
These old scars burn and sting
The blood-black bile drips from my cuts
World'll stop before this pain ever does
Life will end before I get what's mine

I'm a vile beast that's been clinging to the same tired thing
But don't we all need warmth in the unending winter?
I've been suffocating alone all this time, and I can't make it stop
No matter how long I spend wrapped around your finger

Not an angel in sight
Nor a candle to light
A disease that knows no curing
A fight that knows no end
Nobody is ever coming
Nobody is ever coming
Nobody is ever coming
Nobody is ever coming
Nobody is ever-

And why the fuck would they?
Who would want to help me?
Who would want to warm these tired bones?
Who would want to love this wretched body?
There ain't a good thing to me
There ain't a part of me worth saving

I'm hacking off every useless bit
Every finger that's not intertwined with another
Every flap of skin that's not felt intimacy
I'm going to destroy my body before the big freeze hits
I'm going to tear apart this fucking flesh prison I've been trapped in
I'll throw every limb down the drain
I'll drain out every drop of black blood
This body's caused so much pain
I'm only returning the favor

I've been going around in circles lately
Clawing at this cross you put on me
Nobody would ever raise me from this all-time low
And so, and so, and so

I let go.