I Feel

I feel the skin,
I feel the vein,
the muscle,
everything that runs within.
I feel the bone, that is my home,
that is my goal.
To take the silver snake,
that makes me hate.
I feel the blood that trickles,
trickles down my arm.
I feel the pain,
that brings me shame.
I feel numb
the silver snake is a drug.
That makes me feel nothing,
nothing but fun.
Nothing's wrong with this drug.
It's not like I could die.
I feel the heartbeat,
the pulse in my neck.
What the heck,
I'll give it a try.
What's the worst that
could happen?
Just a little more blood than
before.
Just a little more.
I take the snake
that makes me hate.
Just a little slice,
feels kinda nice.
I feel the blood again.

© Tiff