Do you feel?
- Gary C. Campbell
The brutality of this world severs the body. Ripping open the flesh for a bacterial torture. Slowly the burning seeps in through the red numbness where a heart once was. The pain easily overlooked as your eyes focus on a soft light in the distance. As the life flows from you onto the ground below for others to lazily pace upon, you realize. Death is not coming. Prayers will not interject and end your suffering by taking what life you have left. You must live with the infected wounds open for passers by to spit upon. You must live with a constant river of life streaming from the open chest cavity. You must live with the pain. And life goes on.