Crunch.

crunch

I hear the leaves under my feet

as I walk towards an old tree.

crunch

My hand reaches the tree trunk.

I scrape moss off the tree.

crunch

crunch

crunch

My hand bleeds while something bites at me.

My hand is gone as it falls to the floor.

crunch

crunch

crunch

My legs bleed as it bites more at my hollow bones.

crunch

My torso is the next victim.

I just can’t stop giving myself up to others.

Give all of myself to get nothing in return.

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