My body is pale and chilled to the bone,
Everything I once was is long gone,
The light in my eyes have dulled slowly.

I no longer feel like the lively boy I once was,
Expressions of emotions seem so foreign.

Everything feels so hopeless,
I am unable to feel anything,
I am to far gone, to hollow inside to care.

I am a scum living inside the little boy they all once knew,
A criminal taking away all the things that allowed me to feel,
Now only the feeling of numb runs through my veins.

This is the outcome; all I have done to get better has just left me numb.

I can hear the drums still,
Understanding when to react and play the 'act',
Another day starting but I don't even notice.

I wonder sometimes if I'll every get better,
Maybe then everyone will return back to me?
But I silence those thoughts, and just through my sweater back on,
Its knitted with all the emotions I once was able to freely feel.

All there is left is this numb little boy,
In replace of the once brightest little star that was filled with such innocents.

#broken   #boy   #numb   #innocent   #child   #unfixable   #emotionless   #unable  
Feb 21

No, stop
Please don’t talk
No, more
I am so bored
No, emotion
Don’t even try
No, tears
My eyes are dry
No, worry
I will not feel
No, smoothness
I will not heal
No, perfection
My skin impaired
No, sounds
Everything is clear

Yes, blade
Red drops flow down
With each bloody raindrop
This darkness shall drown

Im okay, Im okay, Im okay
Jan 30

A boy who can't feel and a girl who refuses.
Her heart is just lost while his is plain useless.

Like a vacuum, it sucks,
Pressure, produced by people,
Who'v'nt given two fucks.

Under pressure

They expect this, and ask for that.
Unknowing, undying in nature,
I sit around, treated like a domestic cat.

Under pressure

No time to think, no time to act.
People, poignant, persistently pushing.
Why does this all, feel like an attack?

Under pressure

"I've been feeling under pressure" - Logic
Jan 11

Heart was once a flame
Roaring fire turned to ash
No embers remain

#broken   #heart   #fire   #haiku   #emotionless   #sigh  
Alison Latres
Alison Latres
Dec 14, 2016

There was a brief moment of happiness.
There was a time when she would laugh.

Her soul is dead, she is  broken, her body is numbed to pain,
She shan't feel her emotion, her tears shan't hold meaning, she's insane.

With lackluster tones, her voice is heard of as a horror.
People who get to know her are disgusted over time.

She can barely maintain herself, she can't hold herself for long.
Her eyes are hollowed out as she remembers all she'd done wrong.

There was a brief moment of happiness.
There was a time when she would laugh.

Now she misbehaves with her occasional smiles of half.

Your fingers were digging for gold
Right between my legs
My eyes were looking for a feeling
Right upon your face
But I didn't need your to tell me
I knew I was already a gold mine
And you an emotionless digger

#love   #gold   #poetry   #him   #fingers   #digging   #feeling   #core   #legs   #emotionless  
Dec 6, 2016

Tiny wool mittens
Roughly sculpted my frame
From a flat land of snow
To a girl with no name
2 frosty green peas
Became blurry eyes
Then 10 little craisins
Made a smile so wide
My arms were uneven
One thin and one thick
Many shades of brown
But of the same stick
A mildewed blue hat was
Placed right on my head
Plus a scarf round my neck
That was cardinal red
All my wonderful features
Yet I don't think I'm real
'Cause I'm a girl with no name
Who can not seem to feel

#feelings   #ice   #winter   #snow   #cold   #frozen   #heartless   #emotionless   #snowman  

Living with a numbing
lack of feeling has me wondering
where the sensations have gone
what door I left the feelings behind
and what key in my mind
could possibly unlock it

#lost   #numb   #emotionless   #keyless  
Spike Harper
Spike Harper
Nov 1, 2016

Change has a strange way of happening all at.
There was a tale that believed to be never ending.
Built on pillars that boasted victory from the sands of time.
Only the stormss onslaught continued.
battering any life daring enough to venture out.
An incessant cycle of death.
One that only grew more ravenous with every meal.
Only to discover that the beast turned machine some time ago.
Just as the landscape did.
Leaving the inside as vacant as yesterday's tears.
And so the tale concluded.
Not with bang.
Or A crash.  
But a whisper.
No grand exit.
And no goodbye.
For its only a chapter in this ever growing novel of disappointment.
And with welcoming arms does the darkness insist.
The right choice was always so obvious.
And now perspective is all that's left.
So one must ask.
Has hells chains ever been removed.
Or has the minds eye been shut all this time..

*sigh* how many times am I going to complete this circle..
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