I have been on  a playground of coals,
They are charred with bone
I skip on and flesh  parched
Every
Ride
Burns
Another part of my humanity away.
"I feel nothing"
As chains I swing upon
Eroding,
Flaying,
Splintered
Shards of bone, that which was
Mortality has no place.
Until the shell  peels and
Only the shadow of me remains,
I was
Human,
Soul,
Flesh
That is all faded upon parched coals.
I was, but now I am only darkness,
After humanity and light is **burned away.