I feel the claws rip and tear at me
My flesh is weak, but my soul is strong
The pain is real, yet the claws don’t seem to be there

Metallic structures tear at the claws, trying to get in

Passing the claws they bite into my skin
Puncture wounds litter my arms,
Knives slice my legs

The blood pours from my body
Tears stream from my eyes

I cry out, but no one hears me or seems to care

Blood pours out of my eyes and I begin to gag on salty tears

Streaming into my mouth, pouring from my pores
The taste of life leaves my mouth

Darkness closes around me and I am finally free