Local Anasthetic

Sometimes I think there is something Swimming in my head Something slithery and poisonous That won't stop until I'm dead While your arms are wrapped around A broken heart you can't repair I am very scared I'm not sure if what I hear Is a voice that's even there There is such an awful body Wrapped around my bones There is such a vicious howling void That's wedded to my soul Half of us will have a happy ending Half of us will not Right now: I am caught I am rendered into knots I knew better; I forgot