I feel so old?
Like I might corrode?
My limbs are fleeting?
My head is bleeding?
My heart pounds?
As I hit the ground?
My elbows fold?
My back is mold?
I shake as I reach?
I feel like a leech?
When I’m around you?
I cannot stand?
I want to
Rid me and??
You of this shit?
Smell of rot?
Is killing me?
I know I may die?
But at the hands of you?
Is pathetic?
Do not make me regret it?
I yearn to decompose