heaven

i tear in silence,
laugh in salient.

i do scream in agony,
slash till i bleed.
but i do that in silence too.

i burn in hell,
feed the maggots,
try to remain as quiet as possible.
lets not disturb them shall we?

it looks like my soul is half devoured.
dangling pieces of the ruin lay, dangling.
yet i laugh, i really did.

sealed in a deadly dome,
spears, swords, daggers, words.
cut into me.
but i am already immuned.

my soul already stolen from me,
my flesh, yours to play with.

my only companion,
probably this vented village.
yet i find no comfort in this emotion-less.
maybe that's why i can confine.

only the faithful will stay.
are there none?