“Pins and Needles”
They’ll take the arm
And take the needle
Fill it with liquid
It won’t hurt a bit.
Stab it deep
Reach the veins
Mix it in
It wasn’t so bad.
Time presses
Clock ticks
Seconds pass
Heart beats.
The liquid churns
Diseases me
I feel funny
I feel normal.
They’re draining me
I can feel it
The feeling
It’s leaving in me.
I’m numb
My head
Bleeding
Out the ears.
The people
I can’t hear
I scream
I can’t hear.
Speak up!
I can’t hear
Myself
Speak up!
I can’t feel
You
Can you feel
Me?
No
You can’t
Can you feel me
Now?
Can you even
See me?
This mirror
Can’t.
Where are you?
Be back soon
I miss you
I miss you…
To feel
I take
A simple cut
To drain the pain.
To drain the
Liquid
To stop the
Needle.
It’s working
I can see you
Can you
See me?
Where are you
Going?
My cuts
They scare you.
I scare you
I scare everyone
Where are they?
Living in liquid.
Living in needle.
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