Can You Feel It?

Can you feel it?
The emotions emanating
Below the skin of my
lifelessness?

Can you see them?
The little patterns of scratches,
With a blunt razor blade.
The warm blood in my veins,
Turned to cold.

Can you hear it?
The silent scream,
Piercing the air like a knife,
Splitting the world in two.

Can you taste it?
The blood in your mouth,
From my soul,
A soul so metallic,
So fake,
That my blood need not be real.
My heart so cold,
It needs no flesh or bone to protect it.

Can you feel it?
The hatred I feel for you?
The fear that you’ll ruin our lives?
The worry that history is repeating itself?
I’m too tired to fight.

Can you feel it?
Or are you as numb to my death
As you are to your own?

Author notes

This is a forced poem, (as you can probably tell) but I'm trying to release some of my emotions even though I have writers block.
Written January 5th, 2006