Disappear

I crawl the ground on glass hands Hearing the cracking, but not feeling the pain Complacency has found me and holds me tight Wrapping his silky skin around my fragile body I curl into his arms, feeling my body disappear As a wall again, I breathe the stale air Comfortable in this place, and yet still nauseous If there is a god, I pray He finds the time to look down from His castle in the sky And I hope He finds mercy compelling Starring down at my glass hands, chipped and broken Not a drop of blood from the wounds Starting to believe I am not real I disappear again