Slit
Something is under my skin
Like a nest of wasps
I cant stand the sting
The pain is unberable
eating at me,
slowly poisoning and
disolving me in agony
from the wound to the nerve.
Like a nest of wasps
I cant stand the sting
The pain is unberable
eating at me,
slowly poisoning and
disolving me in agony
from the wound to the nerve.