Is anybody there?

My body barely feels
like somebody that I know.

My limbs are more like strangers;
unbalanced and awkward.

My organs often shun me
and my skin crawls at my touch.

My digits claw at memories
that I cannot recall.

My feet follow a path
that I do not wish to take.

My body may be haunted
or my mind is playing tricks.

~The H Word~

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