Numb

Look to your left
Look to your right
Everyone must be
Out of sight

Impending darkness
Gentle cloth
Tender flexions
Strangling soft

Alone, no one
Unaware
Without feeling
Without care

Deafly screaming
Blindly seething
Wounds and sores
Don't stop bleeding

Feelings gently
Welling up
Fiercely desperate
Not enough

Writhing, fighting
For tempting freedom
Tearing, clawing
Completely numb

I watch this, silent
Stretch my fingers
They reach out
Does hope still linger?

Though you can interpret this how you want, the main character (as shown in the last stanza, is not the one suffering, but is watching others suffer).