Muted Pain

I can't feel as the nails scrape into my skin,
I can't feel the flesh part,
can't feel as we sin.
I can't feel as you walk by me nodding hello,
I can't feel what you feel,
can't know what you know.
I can't feel on the outside as blade touches skin,
I can't feel the extreme,
can only feel in.

I like this.