Hands are numb,
Breath is cold.
Tears are held,
The pain is old.
Eyes unseeing,
Emotions dead.
I am lost,
Alone in my head.
Numb the pain,
For it to return.
Get rid of emotions,
To feel them burn.
My eyes are open,
But they do not see,
The pain I can't bear,
in front of me.
Betrayal seems,
My only friend.
Unless Numbness,
comes back again.
Their words are empty,
But they are cruel.
So I make life a dream,
A foggy world.
Better to be forgotten,
Better to be lost,
Than to face this pain,
And pay this cost.
YOU ARE READING
Her (and other poems)
PoetryPoems of mine for you to read, many of them more on the dark side. "A beautiful forgotten view, Haunted dreams of what you never knew, Once soared with laughter through the sky, Now left broken wings that will never fly. Trapped inside this wicked c...
