Numb

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I'm at a point,

I don't care anymore.

Everything's crumbling apart,

and I'm crying on the floor.

I'm numb,

I'm neither happy nor sad.

And when I think I'm getting better,

everything cracks and it gets bad.

I'm scared to be happy,

if that means I forget.

The way I used to smile,

and the way I used to laugh.

I don't feel anything,

I just don't care.

I'm like a mist,

being swept into the air.

There's this numbness,

gnawing under my skin.

Reminding me of this war,

and telling me I won't win.

I give up,

there's nothing left for me.

I'm going to pull the trigger,

and set my soul free.

-delicate_angel_wings-

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