Pain of intense disdain
Blood leavin’ a nasty stain
Tears clogging the drains

From the flesh to fatty tissue
Not to die; to release the sickness inside
Sometimes slowly must walk; it keeps from those who gawk

Streaming through her sickened veins
Pouring out of fragile skin to the razors dance
Gone insane with the utter physical pain

Stapled & stitched w/out a fit
Pain void of inner & outer; completed it
Left the host to escape home for a bit

Lucky to be alive?