Exhausted

My legs feel long and thin
and my eyes are growing dim
as the moments pass I notice
there is nothing left within

I'm fighting nothing more
I cannot resist the gore
there is no help beyond this place
Just give up and shut the door

I am surrounded in this space
And so easily replaced
And a grimmace falls upon
My broken, unclean face

Cannot you leave me be?
What is it that you need?
I've nothing left to give
For I am nothing left to see