No title again

I feel totally drained both mentally and physically

I’m so tired of the pain coming in rain

Where’s the joy? Does it not exist?

I feel only the ghost of hatred as I walk down the

Abandoned street abandoned like me

This is a whole new level of hell

It surprises me how much it hurts

I feel a jolt of electricity, a flash of light

I slowly peel open my eyes rubbing them with my hands

I feel like Frankstein coming alive