Torn Apart
Torn Apart
I am being torn apart
I am sitting naked upon a fence of razors
On one side is sanity
On the other, insanity
Sometimes I look to see which side has more blood
Sometimes sanity
Sometimes not
I am being sliced apart
Day by day
Month by month
The pain is excruciating
The blades by now are far up my ass-hole
Bordering on my large intestine
If most of my body goes to insanity
Then I will go that direction
But by then I'll be dead
Unless I can get off this razor
I will cut my hands when I try to get off
My hands and arms will be sliced
And the blood will gush like a waterfall
And I will cry out in agony
And nobody can help
Because they would be sliced in half
In the process of helping me
I will cut and bleed alone
As alone as when we take a shit
Or when we are born
As alone as when we face our mistakes
Or pay a bill
Or as alone as the alienated loner in our nightmares
And the blades will slice me in half like soft butter
As I wait, and wait, and wait
For a decision I don't have the guts to make
As my blood, guts, and shit spill over into the world
And death soothes me
Like the surgeon's stitches
That could hold my innards
For eternity
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