My Tattoos Are Loose

I am a shadow of self Pale pain and waned desire To tired to continue this rage The fire in my belly has gone away This world of black Upon my health, life and love, did attack I never spoke the words “I surrender” Though I should have My health and drive steadily deplete I myself can sense the heat Of death being near, I no longer admire my mirror Because I was taught To not bend a strangers ear How do I get my world back? I regret this new world of black I wear this peel of hate My same old skin But we no longer relate I’ve dropped so much weight From so much abuse Forget about my clothes Even my tattoos are loose.