COMFORTABLY NUMB

after walkin through thorns, feet swollen and bruised from the searchin for the illusive sanity, she lay down in the muddy waters and started to cry - her feet hurt, her heart was about to come out of her mouth from panic, she was finished. She cried silently and wished she didnt have to do it but she knew it had to be done to find relief. So she took the knife and the voices started cheering - she looked at it and it was sharp, she took a deep breath and wiped away her tears - it had to be done, this was the time. She pointed the knife to the sky and whispered "you made me like this, but i choose not to live like this because im dying inside" At the first incision the knife was cold, she watched as the blood started to trickle down her belly - she pulled the knife out and looked at the blood dripping from it. The second slit was from the bottom up - she was becoming 'comfortably numb' she felt dizzy from looking at the blood. 'Keep going' she told herself. She watched as her guts started to come out of her stomach - bloody hands and bloody knife and at that point - SHE PASSED OUT FROM THE BLEEDING BUT STILL, COMFORTABLY NUMB.......