A Mist of Me

bodies broken, soul is bent, gazes in mirror, where have i went? my face now strange, jumbled shapes, lay in the bed, so full of rage! :angry watches as my life passes by, one person at a time, no longer do the see me, as a shadow, im now defined. easiest is left alone, words spoken, never heard, i am witnessed, never seen, touched yet never felt, what is this do you ask? A LIVING HELL