My head is a notebook filled with the remains of ripped out pages,
Torn to shreds,
Little to nothing left.
I walked in with a needle and thread;
But have you ever revived a dead person ?
But have you ever died?

Pages are ripped clean
No more jagged edges
Am I right

I walked the halls feeling whole
And since I've woken up
I haven't felt that again

Are you Ok? How are You?
Leave me alone
Take me back
The beep beep beep, faded to nothing.
I am outside of my body.

I see you.

It's cold here; but my hearts warm.

Let me stay.