Enwrapped In Guts

Surrounded by those who you once trusted in
All of them were willing to give their blood for you
Lying on the cold ground sedated for the surgery
For the removal of the entrails.

Enwrapped in gust
You are suffocating.

Consciousness is blurring as the blade divides your flesh
Nausea overwhelms as you gaze upon the gaping wound.

Slowly and dolorous the bowels are torn out
Their warmth is scattered on your entire body to drown.

Suffocation.

Lashing out at you
The mass is avenging
Frantic carnage ceaseless bludgeoning.

The gust entwined around
Your face, your throat, your chest
Pulmonic moratorium – laid to rest.

Gasping in aspiration
Desperation in suffocation
Enwrapped in gust.

Surrounded by those who you once trusted in
All of them are now willing to witness
How you are miserably perishing.