Thursday, July 31, 2008

Death Sentence

You can try everything
and nothing
something
anything
it's never going to go away.
the pain,
embedded in my brain,
a rotting tumor,
rooted into my core,
the worst is not over
how can you say that?
i am broken,
spoiled,
like a piece of raw meat,
left in the sun,
basking in maggots,
my flesh is torn
i can no longer feel anything,
not even pain.
i have a death sentence.