Numb

I've got this flu that just won't lift
A constant cough and runny nose
Tired eyes and raw throat,
My doctor fills me with concoctions of Antibiotics and Pseudoephedrines
To help me fall asleep 
To Fly with my demons in chemical dreams.

Most days I'm numb,
Just fading through life,
Awaiting the arrival of my decisions
Tormented by the red skin of Christ,
He runs towards me, wild and bloody
Eyes of dark hills and broken fences
Nails that rust this unfamiliar country.

I watch the humans carve there paths
In corridors white and stainless steel
Forming edges that hide all they feel,
They Manifest and fall in coded process
Dividing my reason, splitting my sanity
Banging my head upon distant reality.

I feel forgotten by my maker
Some ancient prometheus,
One who wanted to design a race
But got bored when we sought his embrace,
Now we fight our empty selves
Fucking and murdering our way
To a congested hell
It feels never ending, this existence
Like I've done this before
But I can't take it anymore.

I've got this flu that just won't lift
I guess it's time I give the maggots a gift.