Emotions that I have no name for
Are free inside my head
They seep out my ears, my eyes, my mouth
I am blind, deaf and mute
All I am left to walk on are shards of glass and pain
Nor does my past remain with me any longer
I cannot grasp the smallest remnants, though I try
Tree branches support my neck
My head is tender and frail, it cannot be supported
I have lost myself.