Scratching at my skin,
Slicing at my veins,
Pulling out my hair,
Pleading for the pain,
Feelings gone numb,
Emotions lost,
I can’t seem to feel it,
Nothing is real,
Your touch gives no sensation,
Your voice brings no words,
Your mind thinks empty thoughts,
And I’m left here all alone,
Kick me in the face,
Turn of time and let it rot,
No skin left to mark,
No tears left to cry,
Feelings bled dry,
I think not of what I’ve done,
Laying cold, senses dead,
There is no hurt, except the one in my head
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