Thoughts of confusion scattered like so many colorful marbles on a cold unfeeling blanket of concrete.
I try to grasp what has happened, but all I hear is the sickening screech of metal on metal.
The sound repeats on a neverending loop, like a record stuck on the player the relentless sound
continuously playing and creating a new torment.
My emotions bubbling, stirring, turning over,
restless like a tortured soul etching to break to the surface from the fiery pits of hell.
My body trembles with anger, aching with self-hate, and pity for those I cannot physically,
mentally or emotionally touch anymore.
As I lie here in bed, the pain is overwhelming as the devils lick my phantom limbs
The feeling covers me like a second skin, one I am desperate to shed.
Sadness is consuming at times and once again I am struggling to overcome the sorrows
that threaten to break me, threaten to destroy me, to suffocate me and pull me into that
dark undertow that begs to drown me