“I don't ever want to feel like this again”,
she whispered under bated breath
in the stage show that is her life
pain entered right, joy faded left

her eyes slowly permeated
by a gloss, which turned to tears
the pain slowly escaping
held contained for so many years

but she wasn't feeling sorrow
she was feeling something more
something I've never seen from her
or seen from a soul since or before

she wasn't upset at circumstance
but at her lack of a certain emotion
at least before she could yell
but now she didn't carry the notion

she was now numbed to it all
which scared her more the anything
she didn't feel the push to drive her
she could no longer feel the sting

she was now empty entirely
no sign of rage or elation
not leaning to one side of the spectrum
but in the middle, in a sad sedation