why does it seem like my body is so hell-bent on killing itself
my brain doesn't tell me when i'm thirsty anymore
it doesn't let me know that i need to stay warm
it doesn't inform me that my oxygen levels ****
and that i need to breath more often
it doesn't give me a nudge to tell me to wake up
it knows that Death is walking up the front porch steps
it's just waiting for it knock
so it can open the door