My blood
My mind
Chaos
In its purest form
My blood
My heart
I can hear it beating
Ticking like a bomb
My blood
My voice
Echoless
It vibrates in the air
My blood
My arms
Fragile and light
Like a feather
My blood
My face
I look in the mirror
Not recognizing it
My blood
My life
Waiting for purpose
Waiting for closure
My blood
My blood
Spread across the ground
Like a puddle of mud
My blood
My bones
Forgotten
In a grave
