Waking from this slumber here
I feel a strange sort of
Numbness buzzing, like
Prickly little needles
Blocking capillaries
I can't begin to fathom
What this sensation brings

Here I am, sitting quietly
And I can't shake the feeling
That I've been here
And I've bled here
Forced to amputate
Cold and bored

Blood is clotting
Muscles grey
Matter dying as
The pain sets in

Green and lifeless
Pale and blue
Numb and useless
Just like you

And while I've been here
I know you've bled here
Forced to amputate
Cold and Bored