Man Without Hands Poem by Ray Mesa

I just can't find a word, I can't find any symbol to explain
This god damn sick and disturbed pain
climbing and swimming in my veins

I can't inform you how I just need to be reborn
I'm a man without hands
I just can't stand alone anymore
I'm a wet mess, From my tear duct to my sweat glands

I can't spell out any words
I can't pull out this phone cord
I can't! I can't!
I just can't stand this useless rant
about it allways being my damn fault
So the weight of the world, Stops in a sudden hault
Falling down my arms, like a nickel rolling down a street
Into the oceans and into the lava's burning heat

I'm a man that can't fight
Won't fight a battle like this
I'm a simple man, just can't get no sleep
and has only one simple wish

For hands to hold
Hands to touch
hands to wipe away the mold
hands to wave when in a rush
I just want hands so I can strangle someone who needs to die
Hands to cover my face when I cry