I wrote this a while ago but had nobody to show it to
Let me know what you think and if you have any ideas for a title...
Life injected,
Life withdrawn.
Battered and dirty
on the sleeve, life is worn.
Half in, half out,
some people stand.
Bloodied knife and
heart in hand.
Stab it open,
feel the pain.
Forced emotion.
Severed strain.
It still beats strong
like a tribal drum
Unseen masks
hide souls, now numb.