Running On "E"

 

Arms of steel 
Fingers like knives 
A grip so tight
.
Don't move 
Don't fight 
It'll cut you deeper every time 
.
A weakness of the mind 
A flaw in chemistry 
.
I can't move
Can't fight 
It cuts me deeper every time 
.
Am I paralyzed? 
I feel like I haven't slept for my whole life
.
Don't want to move
Not worth it to fight 
.
It cut me deeper,
Taking more of me,
Each time
.
I am empty

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