Emulated Sense Failure (Visceral Bleeding)

All covered in blood, heart is still beating fast, shivering from the arousal Take a step back to admire the work, laughing in hysterical madness The body's twitching still, recently deceased This emotion is superior, exceeding all I've ever felt Temporarily, but soon comes to a halt The twitching decreases, quick diminishment, and soon comes to a stop My previous excitement and satisfaction Disappears entirely, gets washed away Total panic is rising inside me A swift encounter with my illness The body lies in a pool of it's own blood Bleeding has come to a stop now All senses numb, I'm feeling utter apathy as I'm inspecting the body The truth of my survival, even though not spoken loud Must lie within the acts of death, proceed to set me free I must pursue what seems to be the only logical step Look into the dead empty eyes, staring into nothingness The expression on his face is fixed, tormented grin His hands are tightly closed, the knuckles colored white All the limbs are stiff, rigor mortis has set in The body lies in a pool of it's own blood, bleeding has come to a stop now All senses numb, I'm feeling utter apathy, as I'm inspecting the body The truth of my survival, even though not spoken loud Must lie within the acts of death, proceed to set me free I must pursue what seems to be the only logical step