Would he look at me the same way, if he knew how desperately I've wanted rip through my veins at times ?

To claw out physically,
Forcefully,
The tendons between muscle and skin.
Cut off the joint or limb.

If only just to end the tick,

The twitch.

The lack of control.

Sever,
My connection to world.
Taste, touch, sound and sight.

I'm rotting,
From the inside out.
I'm going to collapse under my own weight.

I'm rotting,
From the inside out.

No amount of love is ever going to save me.