GIRL GONE NUMB
I lean against the cold, bleak wall,
Trapping my torn, scarred heart,
In an abyss of pain and misery.
My silent suffering, mine and mine alone.
I stare up at the dark, black sky,
A vortex with bright, flashing dots.
I never ending myriad of cogitations,
Words unspoken, tears unshed.
I stand up straight and run,
As fast as I could to my house.
Feeling sick of myself,
Disgusted at myself.
My reckless mind explodes with ruinous thoughts,
Each more dangerous than the other.
I search for my solace,
The shiny metal that would be my demise.
I trap myself in my room,
And lock the door thorough.
I would not want anyone finding me,
Not in the middle of my peace.
Sliding down to the floor,
Armed with the tiny piece of metal,
I hold it above my vein.
I prepare myself, I prepare myself for the end.
The end of me, my mind and soul.
The end of everything I hold close.
Or used to before.
But I couldn't;
I was not strong enough.
I was not brave enough.
And instead I discovered a solution.
Which mutated into an addiction.
It was a temporary relief,
From pain and emotions.
A moment in which I'd just be a girl.
A girl gone numb.
No emotions,
No pain,
No tears,
No nothing.
Just, a girl gone numb.
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Bruised Melodies
Poetry"A place where jaded souls, Dance to bruised melodies, Is where you'll find me." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The poems in this book can...
