journal entry #84

hey guys i am going to write another part to the story, i know some parts have been weak so ill try to do better
"im on vacation" i said to myself,
as i put tomato sauce back on the shelf,
nothing is going to happen to me like on that ship,
where i have seen tendons and flesh rip,
i can never take back what was seen or what was done,
and now it is time to have some fun,
forget betrayaland the fucked up shit,
try to run, try to run, try to run, try to run,
grab your gun, your gun,
try to fight them off goddamit,
theres no choice you have to handle it,
man your battlestations,
enemies in filing in striations,
they keep on fucking coming,
one of the motherfuckers leapt on me while i was running,
ganshing teeth, no skin,
completely unnatural, no longer my kin,
smooth muscle covered in a slimy membrane,
alll the commotion and killing its insane,
why , ohwhy, did i have to be on this ship,
why this one, why this,
why did he have to make a msitake,
sometime i wish i could wake,
and never remember what happened,
that i never got wrapped in,
things that i shouldnt have, things i shouldnt have,
soem days i wanna die,
my name is Mekhai.