An outer shell encompasses me.
I can see but not feel.
I can touch but not know.
I should function better.
The sorrows of my past have conquered my future.
I've severed to ties to what I was.
Now I am nothing, I am numb.
Clarity is a crack that seems to close.
It should not be closed to me.
I must pursue something unknown.
What the hell am I trying for?