Incision.

Its sickening,
You sicken me.
The thoughts you pollute
Don’t go away.
They always stay,
I shove them away.
You know where you belong,
Right between my foot and the ground.
But no, it couln't be that easy.
Now you’re crawling inside me.
You’re a parasite in my brain,
Slowly but surely
You'll drive me insane.

Remember that time I carved your soul?
Left you with nothing more than a gaping hole.
And when that hole filled with maggots,
I smiled and watched as your screaming
Became louder and deafening.
I'm just trying to help you,
You'll understand soon enough.
I'm making you perfect,
And you know you don't deserve this.
I'm making you perfect.