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Jul 2015
I have a mouth, but I cannot speak.
I have two eyes, but I cannot see.
I have two ears, but I cannot hear.
I have two feet, but I cannot walk.
I have two hands, but I cannot touch;
I cannot feel not even a single thing.
Is this the one, the numbness that I feel?

                    I have a body, but we are apart.
            I am complete, but I feel empty in my  
                                                                     heart.

                    I must be missing pieces of me.
             But I am whole, why can I not see?!
    These holes inside, they cannot be filled.             
             My dilapidated house, must never be
                                                                  rebuilt.

               Please stay away and leave me be.  
            My isolation is what keeps me sane,
                                                         ­                      
                                          ­         **it sets me free
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2015
Cyrille Octaviano
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Cyrille Octaviano
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       ---, brixton bell, unknown, Poppy Perry, Ameliorate and 7 others
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