The Body

Mind blank 
Too numb to think 
Too gone to worry
Just to not itself

The only thing it can hear is the heart
Usually shouted,
Yelled over by thoughts
Outsiders 

Lying on the floor
With the dust, bugs, critters 
The body lies without care
It's used to being in the dirt
With no control

The heart thumps against the ground 
Trying to do its job 
Trying to push around blood the brain doesn't want 
Trying to make the brain proud

The heart hates being in the body 
Hates being in the dirt 
It wants to escape 

Scratching tearing ripping at the skin 
Repeatedly with each beat 
Pushing through a layer at a time 
Willing to be free

The brain does nothing 
Wanting to end 
Wanting the heart to win
Wanting to be free
Needing to have nothing in it's head
To be at peace

The body is used to the bugs and critters 
Made friends even 
He wants to be released of his duty 
Duties of the carrier 
The weight of having organs, pain, defeat
The body wants to be taken by the dirt 

All three want something 
Can they get it ?



 

Jess_London

QLD

14 years old