A pain so deep so hurting it tears me down,
pulling me apart threatening to subdue my conscious control leaving me weak and alone,
distraught and withdrawn on a cold hard floor,
a dark and empty room the walls closing in, caving in on my very being,
flirting with the possibility of my extinction, extinguishing my existence,
clawing at my skin, burning through my eyes, leaving me screaming,
creating a wound…raw and excruciating,
nerves exposed to the elements: my face on the ground,
drowning in my own blood, consumed by my own flesh till I am no more,
product of a lifeless soul suffocated before its maturation,
high expectations left untended,
don’t you see me? Should I scream louder? Pain further?
Remain down under till my subconscious takes over my conscious?
Until the cold, dark numb frees my soul…
I can’t see, I can’t feel, I can’t breathe…my silent demise.
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