I have been relieved of my skin.
All is visible which was once within.
Sensory overload. I could feel a whisper.
Spare me the pain, don't come any closer.
Trying to hide in the middle of a crowd.
I didn't realize I was screaming so loud.
I hear the songbird and my vision fades.
My mind knows how to hurt me even without blades.
Without our minds and thoughts we are nothing.
But sometimes mine wants to end me and it's not bluffing.