Deserter

Pulling out my veins
Unpicking my nerves
Unravelling down to the ghost

He claws at my skin
Whispers another insult
I try to silence his voice

He's within me, fingers at my throat
I can't see how he tears this away
I feel so separated, re-created
As he casts me away

I forget how to move
Sever tendons in my wrist
Sewing closed my failing eyes

I can make no impression
I can disappear at will
I'm a ghost that refuses to exist

Glass full of water
I've stared at it for hours
A layer of dust settles on the surface
And I'm gone

Will I live? Or will I survive?
It's all I can do just to feel alive