It seems my body is out of touch
The signs are showing, its independence growing
Autonomous spasms seize my control
My conscious being slammed to the floor
Knocked out by my very own host
Without a voice to scream
Without the tears to cry.
Then, though brought back to my conscious body, my being stays robbed of quality
Soaking in my urine, sore from all the jerking, I'm mortified and disoriented.
Even after my body's bathed, my muscles rested and my brain relaxed,
My mouth still fumbles to speak at last. Determined to relate, anger builds as I frustrate..
The words won't work, a foggy glen consumes them!
I search the fog with increasing fervor.
A pressure grows as my emotions fester.
Disconnect seems imminent, my thoughts too far to understand.
My weary bones grow tired still.
My heart seems to beat slower.
My very brain is dulling now.
My words forever unspoken.
My feelings lost to the tides,
My pain gone misunderstood, amd
My emotion beyond comprehension.
Wipe up the piss-stained floor.
Wash my soaking clothes.
Try and go to sleep.