Numbness coats my skin it coats my eyes my mouth, my brain, my legs I can barely move nor do i want to dumbbells are on top of each shoulder blades they hung down on my cheeks they become the shirts I wear my shoes... my eyelids Tired I'm waiting to be set free from these chains these awkward chains and people stare at me question why I put my head down in long silence help me, no don't I'll be okay I let the dumbbells drag me to the ground Let me add on its process I don't want to be here no more don't want to see the world around me don't want to feel the touch of predetermine passions there is nothing but numbness and weight But what about the light? who cares, I rather die then wait
Pain is a monster. Control it, fight it, isolate it. Lock it away in a padded cell, Silence it, ignore it. Don't let it spread. Don't let it take over. If you become your pain, they treat you the same way, like the monster you are.