Her emotions are gone
just the numb feeling arises
she can feel the war,
the war inside of her,
eating at her insides,
with no mercy to be won,
she keeps sinking lower,
like quicksand with no escape,
her thoughts are injured,
with insecurity,
her blood flowing not,
threw her veins,
but threw her scars and cuts,
amongst her body,
each drip drops faster,
its her only sanity,
razorblades everywhere,
each and everyone used for,
her envy against herself.
