405th Post

As i now view the world.

Out of where my eyes used to be.

A pair of empty bleeding eye sockets.

Is all that remains.

As i now listen to the world.

Where my ears used to be.

A pair of bleeding stumps.

Is all that is left.

As i try to speak to the world.

Where my lips used to be.

Is now sewn shut.

Blind, deaf, and mute. 

All that remains.

Is a still-beating heart.

Maybe its time to let it go as well?