Meat Sack

Tearing apart myself,

while their cries echo in my head.

Let me out, let me out

But I can't,

stuck in a meat sack with no sense.

Is this really in my head?

They cry and fight,

cry some more.

Let me go.

Trying to rip me apart like stale bread.

I'm breaking down and crumbling.

Fragile, flimsy meat sack.

Let me out, let me out.

I tried to ask who,

but nothing was said.

Release me, please.

This feels much too real,

am I jinxed or dead?

I can't escape,

can't move,

can't see.

Let me out!

Screaming louder than my own thoughts.

My ears ring,

stupid, useless meat sack.

Let me go, let me out!

I scream back,

ragefully, completely untamed.

Suddenly, a moment of silence,

and another,

and another.

No more cries in my head.

Silence dragging on,

much like a wagon missing passengers.

No more ringing.

A moment of silence,

for this damned meat sack.