Doomed in the Realm of the Dead - Witch Vomit

Drifting through an ocean

Of black water

Past columns formed of dead flesh

My body has lost

Control of itself

Contorted into

A decrepit shape

Of weakness

Faces formed

In the water

Curse at me

My eyes peeled, cannot hide the horror

Trapped inside

Death’s trance, afloat

I float towards a black mouth

I float towards

A void

Spewing forth

Pestilential

Desolate winds

Winds that strip the flesh from my bones

Winds that strip…

Winds that strip the flesh from my bones

The beast consumes me

And vomits me

Into the ocean

Of eternity