Free

How does it feel
To have nothing to feel
A numb heart
Torn and scarred
But no pain to remind you
Of the past
A battered brain
Tired of Thought
With no will to start
All over from the start
Hands only working
To scratch at the scars
Or creating new ones
New additions to the art
How does it feel
To breathe but not live
To exist in such bliss
Yet yearn for the mist
Blind to all sound
To need but not want
To look but not see
How does it feel
To be free

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