These flesh and bones they cry and moan
Blood cannot flow from this heart of stone
My gaze it falls on nothing at all
Migraine is my brain hard-put to a wall
Never been nowhere for quite this long
Somewhere I know though something went wrong
Because there’s no room for hope in this body of mine
Lost methods to cope with the passage of time
Vitality, energy—years ago they abandoned me
Perpetual languish of a life gone awry
But my body’s too tired to lie down and die
My creative thinking has all gone to waste
I can’t turn to drinking ‘cause I can’t stand the taste
Tasting forbidden, the fruits of my labors
My vision is hidden, my desires macabre
Was this my choice or was it all for the best
Can’t help but to think that I bypassed my test
Keep breathing keep breathing but the air here is toxic
Keep eating and eating but I’m still anorexic
Keep writing and writing, my mind’s lost its voice
Keep fighting and fighting ‘cause I don’t have a choice
Longings and prayers have all ceased to matter
…At age 22 I’m a living cadaver
Because there’s no room for hope in this body of mine
Lost methods to cope with the passage of time
Vitality, energy—years ago they abandoned me
Perpetual languish of a life gone awry
But my body’s too tired to lie down and die
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