Glitch

A blip
A glitch
My life is
A series of events
That always seem to
Happen accidentally
My memories are like
An essay that
You tried to erase
But
It was written in
Pen

My heart beats
So fast that
My brain cannot
Keep up
My pulse
Races
And I am always
So scared
But I don't
Know why

Have you ever
Forgotten
Who you are?
Ever looked at your hands
With glazed eyes
Like they are not
Attached
To your own body
The veins under my skin
Are directions that
I can't remember
My fingernails
Have blood under them
But I don't
Care
Why

I feel like
A flat line
With no rise or dip
In sight
Like a DVD player
That doesn't know how
To read a disc
Like a blender
Without any blades
A sail
Without wind

I live
I live and I survive
But I do not thrive
Existence
For the sake of existence
Is not truly an existence
At all.