I can't feel.
And when I can't feel
I can't think
my mind is just completely empty
my heart, completely shattered
I can't see.
Normally when I can't see
I'm blinded.
Blinded by my own tears
Blinded by my own fears
I can't hear.
With all these thoughts in my head
I'm deafened.
I can't hear my own thoughts
I can't hear other around me
I'm just so tired. I feel so numb. I can't feel and see and hear. That's three of my senses.
I'm missing three. Not two. Because the third one I'm missing is common sense.
--jj
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Poems
PoetryAs you have read from the title, this'll be a bunch of my own poems! There is a lot of triggers so read at ur own risk lmao. Some are based off of how I feel and what has happened to me and some are simply made up.