What is this hell
I can't touch or smell
I'm deaf and blind
Is it in my mind?
I'm left behind
Tossed aside
Left to rot
Will I, or not?
I cannot grasp
The unfilled glass
I cannot see
How to be free
I wouldn't dare
To try to compare
My precipitous rot
To those who have not
I lie and I cry
With tears that are dry
Know not what to think
My lifeless heart sinks
I can't contemplate
I the love and the hate
All that I know
Is the endless blood flow
Never to feel
An empty peel
Why me?
Can't you see?
I ask for death
To take a last breath
I will never see
But at least I'll be free