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numb

there comes a point in life when you feel nothing

you can smoke a pack of cigarettes in one setting and not even get sick

you can cut yourself ten times over and never feel the *****

you could walk through a thousand graveyards and not even be afraid

there comes a point in life when you feel nothing

 

there comes a point in life when you feel nothing

and it looks like you've given in and given up

and nobody understands this is how it goes

because when you scream and shout what you feel deep in your pitiful soul

still nobody knows

there comes a point in life when you feel nothing

 

to be numb is not to be weak

to be numb is not to belittle the being

to be numb is not misunderstanding

to be numb is not to abandon the self

there just comes a point in life when you feel nothing

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Written by
LunaLynn_Poetry
36 / F
Published
Mar 25, 2014
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16·157
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When it becomes too much, you just choose not to be it anymore.

(C) Maxwell 2014

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#illness#dark#numb#pcos#chronicillness
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