bleedThrough: from Fragmented Consciousness by Dan Deagh Wealcan

I’m leaking through reality, to my displeasure
With the speed that I cannot even measure.
Bleeding through the side of the four-dimensional
cube. Into unknown…

Bleeding. I’m bleeding thr0ugh.

With the sound of cracking nails
I slip in. Clawing, trying not to fall in the
delusional state of mind I cant, try as I might.

Bleeding. (Breathing, Aching, Dying)
I’m bleeding through.

I feel dead fingers in my head.
They mess it all, they tear it all.
Cold, dead fingers in my head.
Pushing me.

I’m 1eaking through reality, to the other side.
I cannot see it, but I feel it with my feet.
There’s nothing pleasant about this feeling at all.

Bleeding. (Crying, Screaming, Dying)
I’m bleeding through

{I cannot see what’s
inside the machine. That’s grinding me.
Squashing me. Slicing me. Devouring me} *

I’m leaking through reality.

I’m crying as I’m bleeding through.
I’m aching as I’m bleeding through.
I’m screaming asI’m bleeding through.
I’m dying as I’m bleeding through.

* repeat

I’m leaking through reality.

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