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Numbness

Numb

to not feel

to not feel, pain

or anything else.

being numb does not mean unable to notice

it does not mean, unable to pretend.

 

I know numbness.

long ago in a hospital,

it was pumped into my veins

and I learned.

Numbness,

will ease pain.

but now I am stuck

trapped in this place

where I pump myself full of metaphysical numbness

 

At the point I reside,

the only thing I feel

is physical.

I know the warmth of your hand when you hold mine tightly

I know the softness of her skin

and I know if I am injured.

 

One day,

one desperate day when I was alone against everything...

I released some of my rusted life from my arm.

and as the warmth dripped away...

I felt it.

 

a small spark inside

not happiness...

but a tear in my left eye.

My fears, not gone

but released,

the things I guarded so close,

brought to the light.

 

I remember a day

a long time ago...

in a hospital room I wondered.

which, is better?

To die filled with pain and fast,

or to be pumped full of artificial numbness, and have it last?

 

Numbness.

no word makes me sicker

not in disgust, but in a pit.

I am terrified of numbness,

and so I ask of anyone who will listen to my dying heart

please

DON'T let me die numb.

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Written by
emerald-smith
Neverland
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Mar 30, 2015
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