sharp

The rush of pain in your mind,
you know very well that your body has no choice but to give in.
You would suffer without needing to be hurt.

You want to get up,
to dress up and dance all your way away from here,
but there is nowhere you really would want to go to,
you just want to see that you have been away,
that you have overcome the cage inside your mind.
If you could only get your numb feet to move,
you would already be dancing!

And then they come, the silent screams,
their deafening echoes inside your head
as well as the delicate taste of your own blood.