No One Left

I wake up everyday

But often stay half-asleep.

Numb to the world;

Feelings hurt to much to keep.

There’s a Great War inside,

One you only sometimes see.

My bones will wrestle from side to side,

Pulling and tearing the muscles between.

I would rip myself to shreds

if I could, pull it all apart.

Till there’s nothing left

of me, to feel the dread.

No more blood, no more skin.

No pain, no breathing, no sleep.

(no one left to even live)

-dh 01.05.22