the cold water pours down on me
but i can't feel anything
because the tingles come from within where it's fighting
at this point im completely numb
the numb overcomes my body;
i can't see, can't feel, can't hear
can't touch or smell either
it's funny how one second i was crying
and another i was just like another monster
another robot
another feelingless person
it was like it didn't mean anything to me
but you didn't know how much it did
i felt myself being pulled into the void of numbness
one second i was moving
and the next it was like i had faded into nothing
life still continued on,
everyone resumed their activities
i found myself thinking,
why don't they care about me?
and i later realized that i was doing everything i was supposed to do
except "not let the numbness, the pain get to me"
that was the only task i failed
and no one noticed
because i was
in my own small world
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angel wings » poetry
Ficção Adolescente❝ angels can't fly without their wings. ❞ angel wings - an appreciation of fantasy. » a collection of random poems, prose and thoughts. cover is by @bookloving_pearl! started - nov 01, 2022 ended - may 10, 2023
