Betryal

Blood dripping down my back
My gaping would screaming in red agony
And your actions
Protruding from my flesh
Like a tree planted in the ground
The Many roots digging deeper inside me
Too strong to be pulled out
Feeding on my sanity
Sucking out what little hope I have
Devouring my heart
Until I am empty of all feelings
My blank eyes staring off into nothing
And my cold, limp body no responding