(I can't explain
It's stupid really...)

*(But I can hear her)

(I don't know, I just hear her voice.) *

Sometimes
it's like,
it echoes through my body
...Or something.

(No, it's like)

(Look I'm trying to explain)

I sit late at night hoping that I can sleep
But then I come realise how that is almost impossible.

(Do you understand?)

The piercing sound of her words flowing into me feels like a million knives stabbing through my back

But at first,
When the words start to enter my mind,
It's almost as though they scratch along the surface,
as if they're daring to plunge in to me
... but they're waiting for the perfect opportunity
To
Get
Me
To, to make sure that I'm as fragile as I can be, and I'm pinned to the floor ready for the slicing

(Yes, that's it
I'm insane, I know
But thats what it feels like)

She's just picking at me for now
But soon she will have torn me apart and I will be nothing but broken bones and torn flesh

(Can you hear me?
I'm sorry)

She takes over my head as my breathing becomes a lot faster and heavier
It's like she's ripping out my heart and there's nothing I can do about it

(Now listen)*

I'm practically dead in a sense, because I'm not living
I am just plain and simply... alive

...Just.