I've become so numb
to it all
to everyone and everything
around me.
The fear of walking
over a buzzing city street,
has been replaced
by pure thrill.
Life knocks you,
runs you over,
catches you
unexpectantly.
My biggest fear of
hights.
Falling from miles above,
seems so dull
to the numbness
in me.
Grey clouds,
thunder,
scattered raindrops,
resembles all
I have to offer.
Far beyond my mourning period
and deep inside
this hole.
The loud bangs,
the thoughts deafening.
Grey clouds,
thunder,
scattered drops,
resembles
what i have to offer.
Nothing but numb...
That's all i am.
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 6:37 PM UTC
I've become so numb
to it all
to everyone and everything
around me.
The fear of walking
over a buzzing city street,
has been replaced
by pure thrill.
Life knocks you,
runs you over,
catches you
unexpectantly.
My biggest fear of
hights.
Falling from miles above,
seems so dull
to the numbness
in me.
Grey clouds,
thunder,
scattered raindrops,
resembles all
I have to offer.
Far beyond my mourning period
and deep inside
this hole.
The loud bangs,
the thoughts deafening.
Grey clouds,
thunder,
scattered drops,
resembles
what i have to offer.
Nothing but numb...
That's all i am.
This may seem pointless or bad, but it means a lot to me. My life is a thunder storm, but that fuels my writing.
