Out of Touch - by Erik Smith
I feel so old
out of touch
numb to everything i know
undeniably bled dry of all resources
hate society too much to care
hate myself too much to try
hate my past too much to cry
drained out of everything so i stare
my body aches from my carelessness
mind twisted and paranoid
done dealing with everything
concious prepared to depart
along with what's left of my heart
always going to wonder
can i pair with anyone
will i be able to pamper
how dangerous am i?
am i really smart?
do i know?
will i ever?
blind i don't believe i am
because i see this
myself
twenty or thirty years down
unable to talk
can't rise from the floor
no longer able to care
alone always laying there
untill i die
