I've never been one

To be at a loss for

words

But my passion has been sinking

my heart beating slower

my blood running a little

colder

My breath getting

weaker

but here I am

still as

numb

and

broken

and

beat

as before

My thoughts as exuberant

as a flatliner

my skin

tight and dry

from old washed up

emotions

the devil on my

shoulder

standing up on a pillar

illuminated by

the light from

my angels

halo

Shouting words of

hopelessness

and

depreciation

through a megaphone

into a pile of

glue I call

my brain

sinking lower

and lower

and lower

yet here I am

still as

numb

and

broken

and

beat

as before...