1. My heart hurts.

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My body feels cold

"Am I real?"

"Do people see me?"

"Are people aware of my existence?"

I say as my heart starts freezing.

I can feel my heart leaking.

I can feel my ice cold heart shattering.

I can feel it bleeding.

2. Not My Body.

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This body isn't mine.

This body doesn't belong to me.

I am not the owner of this body.

Why did my soul have to be stuffed into this body?

The body that has already been rotten for a long time?

What did the people want from this person?

Did they stuff my soul into this body to replace me as the person?

Did they do this just because they wanted to punish this person?

But why did it have to be my soul?

3. Trapped in a cruel dimension.

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Everyday, I wait for that time to come.

Everyday, I wait to be killed.

Then my soul will be taken out.

It will be stuffed inside another rotten corpse to revive it.

Then the cycle restarts.

My soul is being passed around to revive rotten corpses like a toy.

My soul is in this cruel dimension.

It's in a dimension full of cruelty.

4. This isn't where I belong.

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This body isn't mine.

I can do what I want with it.

I can hurt myself intentionally.

I can commit suicide with it.

Nobody will know the real person that committed suicide.

I am not this person.

I am someone else.

I was a soul in another dimension.

I don't belong here.

5. Nobody helps me.

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"Are you okay?"

Am I okay you ask?

I'm bleeding from my wounds.

Nobody will ever stand up for me during intense times.

Nobody will protect me.

I am alone in this cruel dimension.

I need a friend like me.

We'll both cling to eachother in this cruel dimension.

We are two scaredy cats...forever.