Numb

Going numb is dying,

Without death.

Which is far worse.

"Wounds heal but you always see the scar."

Over time, scars fade away.

Patience is a treasured virtue.

When my eyes burned,

you helped me see.

Beyond the lies,

that were conceived.

I always looked down on myself,

because I had this burning desire to be someone else.

When my ears rung,

you helped me hear.

I finally heard,

a soft slithering voice that told me "A life is never worth living unless there is something to die for."

You taught me how to silence screaming sorrows, for if not my life would be a nefarious nightmare.

When I couldn't taste,

you helped me enjoy the stimulating, intriguing flavors.

The sweet, sour, and even the bitterness life has to offer.

I always felt different,

like a bird without wings.

When I smelt foul death,

you helped me smell the roses.

Those blood red roses, the ones that people have died for; to set my mind, soul, and free eternity.

When my breath was taken,

you showed me that it is possible to breath again.

This is with time and patience.

It's like watching a caterpillar transform into butterfly.

"Life isn't about how many breath you take; it's about.the moment that take your breath away."

When I couldn't feel ,

you taught me how to prevent myself from going numb.

Putting a wounded warrior back into battle.

Having a ration without a leader.

Thank you,

To see when I've been blinded.

To hear when I've been deaf.

To taste when it's bitter.

To smell when it's foul.

To breathe when I'm choking,

and to feel when I'm numb.

Pain is temporary, but love last forever.