My viscera talked to me

  • EXAMINE YOUR NEWLY FORMED BODY

    12月 11th, 2023

    EXAMINE YOUR NEWLY FORMED BODY

    Congratulations! You have made your way onto this planet. Now, with the help of your recently formed sponge-looking tissue called BRAIN, you begin to realize that you are now stuck in this structure made of protein and carbohydrates. You are now trapped inside this prison made of a combination of flesh and bones. The only thing that awaits you is your own decay.

    You should take a look at what kind of mess you have gotten into.

    Your anxiety
    your arrogance
    Your inner destruction
    Your sorrows
    Your self-doubts
    Is there an option to?
    LEAVE
  • Agnoy

    12月 11th, 2023
  • Something is suffocating you

    12月 11th, 2023

    EXAMINE YOUR STOMACH

    You can feel the black hole in your stomach swallowing you inside out; It feeds on your insecurity and fear. Every wrong step you take will be repeated in your mind; suspicions become the truth. A never-ending loop of vomiting snakes appeared before your eyes. Is this what you will be eating as a mixture of blood and meat, as a human being, for the rest of your life?

    Was it all because of you? Was it you who deceived them and pushed everyone away?

    Sometimes you wish you were never born

    Oh

  • Something is paralyzing you

    12月 11th, 2023

    EXAMINE YOUR SPLEEN

    You pulled out a few strings tied to your spleen while reaching through your body fat and blood veins. You tried to cut them off with your teeth, but they reconnected. They were once the roots that passed you hope and confidence, but now they had sucked out everything. A radiant, toxic shell is what is left. The strings, the roots have ruined you, and you are cursed to be good for nothing. Is this your punishment for trying to escape your destiny?

    You will forget, and everything will be okay when you wake up next time.

    Don’t resist the drowsiness.

    Oh

  • Something is drowning you

    12月 11th, 2023

    EXAMINE YOUR LUNGS

    Depression comes in a mushy and sticky form. Needles pierce through your lungs, leaving pain to sneak in every time you breathe. Left with no options but to use the mush to cover up the punctures, you buried this gloomy feeling inside your chest. Puddles dripping on the floor were about to sink you, but you lie still. Does this mean you are satisfied with your current status as a human?

    What you ever had were just questionable cures and infinite void.

    Oh

  • Something is slowly torturing you

    12月 11th, 2023

    EXAMINE YOUR HEART

    Your explosive heart made you destructive. You have successfully destroyed yourself, your life, and the people around you. Self-destruction comes with satisfaction. You wish you could ever get rid of this semi-automatic action, but your soul is already forever conjoined with your flawed body before you could ever notice. Did you ever want help from other humans?

    Destruction from the inside out.

    Oh

  • Something is tearing you

    12月 11th, 2023

    EXAMINE YOUR LIVER

    Your toxic-soaked thoughts are splitting your liver; They continue and spread to every part of your body. Your mind wasn’t in control anymore. You watched yourself being torn apart by your own thoughts, limb by limb. Is this what you sign up to be in this body for?

    You should’ve told the eye in the sky to stop judging

    Oh

  • It’s there an option to?

    12月 11th, 2023

    THE END OF EVERYTHING

    You are wandering in a dark, endless, meaningless tunnel where no tomorrow exists. There are no more goals to achieve, no more challenges that need to be completed because there is nothing but a void at the end of the tunnel. Deceived by childhood dreams, you walked until there was no way of turning back. Drifted into this spiro, blinded by your rage and pride, torturing yourself and everyone surrounding you, shearing the meat into pieces until there was nothing left but agony on the floor to swallow. Shadows on peoples’ faces haunt you during the days and hide in the back of your eyeballs like cracks on the moon at night. You are trapped inside ribcages: some are your own, and some are others. Lacking the ability neither to step in or step out, you are stuck marching without moving, beaten up by the pain again. All the happiness and confidence you took for lunch was vomited out in disgust, and the cycle continued. There is no more blood to bleed because you are already losing; you lost, and everyone else won.

    Oh.

  • 12月 10th, 2023

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