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
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