False Body - It's Not Permanent

Stage Four

I hear the words and feel their meaning
The weight loss, the encumbrance of grieving
Standing here surrounded by peers
They don't sink in or assuage my fears
I'm still so listless, completely effete
Resigned to my lack of solidarity
Open fire on me, I won't feel a thing
Hapless and helpless, I never seem to fucking change

I need to feel something real
To face the things I feel

A gnawing sore
A closing door
Time is running out for me
To become who I'm supposed to be

I need to feel something real
To face the things I feel

Find a way to move me
Push me up hill
Implacable feeling
Push past my will

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Writer(s): Michelle Belec
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