Flesh
Will you ever feel again?
Or is that what I sacrificed
When I slice myself up
And left my emotions behind?

 

Mind
Will you ever think again?
Or is that what was burnt away
When my heart stopped beating
And my flesh stopped feeling
And I was left all alone?

 

Heart
Will you ever beat again?
Or is that what I turned off
When I tore up my mind
And left the realm of sanity?

Fiona Louise MacKenzie © 2006