I have lost all sense of feeling
my feet cannot even brush the ground
the wind no longer sweeps across my face
all my pain is encased in a shell of numbness
harvesting
as my blood drips down my skin
I do no feel a thing
as these drugs are fermented inside my body
I stop trying
as my nails are dug into the flesh of another
I sense nothing
so I stare blankly
while these bones cry out around me
I am waiting
waiting for it all to be made known
contemplating how I shall try to break the shell next
but I am searching for answers in my mind
or the unending black hole known as such
my only emotion: lost
will I finally succeed before I **** myself?
Aug 4, 2010
Aug 4, 2010 at 10:58 PM UTC
I have lost all sense of feeling
my feet cannot even brush the ground
the wind no longer sweeps across my face
all my pain is encased in a shell of numbness
harvesting
as my blood drips down my skin
I do no feel a thing
as these drugs are fermented inside my body
I stop trying
as my nails are dug into the flesh of another
I sense nothing
so I stare blankly
while these bones cry out around me
I am waiting
waiting for it all to be made known
contemplating how I shall try to break the shell next
but I am searching for answers in my mind
or the unending black hole known as such
my only emotion: lost
will I finally succeed before I **** myself?