Wounds that can never Heal

Jagged flesh torn to splintered shreds,
Split and pulled down like a useless zipper,
Partially sewn to keep from leaking out my rotting organs,
Thin black strings that just break and rot,
Blood flows out of my chest cavity,
Fire engulfs my already singed scarred arms,
Burning me in hellish tormenting pain.

This gruesome thing is nothing to me,
Watching my thick blood leak down my stomach,
Caking my lap in a dark maroon juice,
Squeezing hard to force the blood out,
My wrists are where I bleed from,
These punctures will not heal,
They will never mend.

This pain will engulf my torn and twisted body,
Puncture through my eternal soul,
Eating my already wasted mind,
Feeding on my deepest fears,
And consume the structure that holds me together,
These are wounds that can never heal.