Numb

How do you feel?

With fingers stained
Stained with the blood
Of those slaughtered
By ignorance and fear

With a spirit tainted
Tainted with the pain
Of dreams writhing
Crushed and discarded

With a heart blackened
Blackened with hate
Nurtured by the selfishness
Learned through imitation

Go ahead,
Ask me how I feel.

-megazone, Does anyone ever answer that question honestly?, 9/10/93