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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 dilapitated 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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