Asleep
Silent
Starved, hardly a spark of life
Incapable of a word
A distant point fixed in the bright neon light
Cold needles protrude far from blue veins< br/>Wasted flesh covered by white sheets
The soulless shell eke out a sad existence within its own limits
Will you still wake up from this dream
If neither time nor hope remains for you
When your spirit sinks further and further into the emptiness
And the way back is no longer accessible for you
A thousand voices speak but the sound does not reach the ear
Always the same values u200bu200bthat constantly record the decay
The chest rises and falls like the sound of the EKG
Empty eye sockets in which life used to live constantly

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