drew half my blood or more

i'm really not in a state to distinguish
making my home in the emergency room
monitors beeping and keeping me company
they say they've never seen anything like it before
a man emitting static constantly
a minor inconvenience to your loved ones
seems like an awful lot of anguish to me

i can't bare them gawking at my sickly figure
can't stand the pity in their eyes
can't bare the fact that no one comes near me
can't stand that you'll never be needy of me
again

the problem apparently stems from my soul
or at least that's what they keep telling me
i keep getting the feeling i'm a bother to deal with
they keep saying you ought to be with me once more
maybe if possible i could call you tommorow
it's all they can think of
the only half shattered idea
my skin's growing thicker and my breath's turning
                   
shallow

i overheard the notion that my heart's gonna stop
they actually think i'll make it regardless
then i'll be filed under precedential
not under just quirk anomality...

...

funny thing
the bleeding stopped
-
the moment the echoing ceased
i lost grip of your name your body your face

i get off the bed
the marble is warm
and the specters are walking the hallways
a thousand silent screams i couldn't percieve
,are eclipsed by a constant non-beating, receding
degradration, conceiving
and the nothing more.
only stale
                                               
only still
                                                           
                   
only you