~~~ Piquant Agony ~~~

I'm not a part of any one's flesh,

any one's heart -

I'm merely part of stolen voices,

Red and retarded;

With warm smoke puffing me up

As hostility stirs my molten,

blind and deafening core,

that burns in  circles -

Twilight disappears into deepening,

saddening wounds...

All warmth vanishes,

And I'm weary of cold -

I feel dumb as a disconnected limb

that flows purple,

Full of sorrow and pain...

And I'm not a part of anything -

I don't belong,

To anyone...

To myself....

Simply...just...

I bleed...