Gruesome

Unzipping,
I begin to pull my skin away-
Off of my body
Stepping out of it
As if it were a body suit
Flinging it into the dusty corner
Where my hair resides
I stare at myself in the mirror
All muscles and bones

Gagging,
I begin to tear off my muscle
Losing all of my strength
Losing all that I'm made of

Soon I'm just a skeleton
The only muscles are a set of eyes
My brain
My heart
I despise
Myself
So I yank my power source out
It's warm in my hand
Squeezing it,
The blood pours out

Then go my eyes and brain
Then I'm just another skeleton.
Nobody special.
Technically dead.
But I've always been dead.