Pain, that is what i can no longer feel. Those pinpricks that pierce the heart... as a knife cutout...

Violence, that is no longer present in my life. Those jabs of self infliction that pierce the flesh... As if a steel ball holds me...

Love, that is what i can no longer have. Those waves of warmth... As if ice came and froze over...

Fear, that is what i can no longer hide. Those incidents of goose bumps... As if my body is not attached...

Boredom, that is what is ever present. Those hungers never sated... As if my being craves...

Lonliness, that is what i am. Those pangs of loss for every missed... As if my destiny... To forever be as I am: In pain, with violence, without love, in fear, nevery-dying boredom, and destined to be alone.