Loss of senses.

I am blind,
Yet I see too much,
Mixed up feelings,
With no sense of touch,
I cannot hear,
Except silent cries,
I taste only fear,
My mouth has gone dry,
I've been stragled to silence,
I scream inside,
So much intolerance,
Hope seems to have died.

We're lost,
So confused,
We're beaten,
Strangely bruised,
We've all gone numb,
We're never content,
We're all so dumb,
Can't let go of contempt.

Under a veil of death we live,
We live and know no life,
We have so much yet refuse to give,
Cut by an evil knife,
We're cut and we feel no pain,
So caught up in our trance,
All we see is our own red stain,
Falling when we try to dance,
We're all so dense,
We refuse to take a stand,
We've lost all sense,
Living in this fallen land.