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Poem Details
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| Title: | numb |
| Author: | Anonymous |
| Date Submitted: | 3/15/2008 |
| Poem: |
Numb.The numb that causes me to do things just to legitimize the numbness.The numb that causes me to do things just to show I’m still alive.So numb that my eyes witness but they do not see.So numb that I’m looking out from deep inside myself.So numb that reality seems to be slipping farther from reach.So numb I wonder if I’m dead. I strain to connect the neurons together in my brain.I strain to make them pick up on the tiniest of sensations.I strain to feel the pressure of skin pushed hard against bone.I strain to separate normal from abnormal,separate right from wrong,separate crazy from sane,separate “cut” from “not cut”.I strain hopelessly.Somehow my world makes no sense.Somehow I need to reach out but I don’t think I can.Somehow I’m trapped deep inside myself.I want to dig my nails into my numb face and pull down.I want to drag my fingers down, deep long and hard.I imagine the carnage.I imagine a sight that shows sensation.I imagine deep holes.I imagine seeing only blackness.I imagine not being able to dig myself out.I want to feel something.I want to feel something pure.I want to feel something that can overpower the numbness. (I just want to feel stable).... |