I will not raise my head today
For I must keep my eyes fixated upon
The tiny shadow in the crease of my own arm
If I blink, it shall swallow me whole
And send this body through a gauntlet
Of heaving breaths
Heaving breaths
And the blood in my skin shall course through my veins
So bitter and foreign,
Carrying lightning bolts of pain
Cold, but burning tremors of pain...
Healthy blood should not behave this way
I'd swear this was something injected...
But my bruiseless arms say there is no way
This is my body
I am this body
I am this waif, this witch, this wraith,
Drifting through these streets of nowhere
Moving left and right,
Left and right
Hither and thither...
With the breeze of the evil man's breath
And all I can hear are my toes on the pavement
Reminding me that
I am completely alone