Pulling out my veins Unpicking my nerves Unravelling down to the ghost He claws at my skin Whispers another insult I try to silence his voice He's within me, fingers at my throat I can't see how he tears this away I feel so separated, re-created As he casts me away I forget how to move Sever tendons in my wrist Sewing closed my failing eyes I can make no impression I can disappear at will I'm a ghost that refuses to exist Glass full of water I've stared at it for hours A layer of dust settles on the surface And I'm gone Will I live? Or will I survive? It's all I can do just to feel alive