Numb

A sensation that I cannot shake

It lingers and shrouds my entire being

Hopeless thoughts and ideas

fill my head and all I can muster up is

"What's the point?"

This isn't a feeling 

or a fleeting moment

This is part of who I am now

No more passions and dreams

At a loss of words no matter the situation

I no longer fear the inevitable

but I don't welcome it

A sensation that doesn't feel good

but doesn't feel bad

A sense of hopelessness and impending doom

but I don't care anymore

And at some point,

you just give up and nothing matters 

All that's left is to be numb

Reviews

[Stephen]

This poem has two aspects, it's all on perceptions how we look at this write ...
First aspect's, it's an emotional one poem cause yeah when someone leaves the hand in the middle of the road which's left lone with the droplets of rain, then it's hard to overcome the pain cause it always meaks us feel "Numb" .. and the Second aspect of the write'd be (may be, indirectly) ..that .. having sex or lust, bodies feel numb, eyes start into the eyes, lips lock up the lips, brushing lips, hands in the hair but the emotions, love, feelings, pain and life everything goes "Numb" ..... that's what all I found from this piece from my different-different perceptions. I adore this poem because i've felt here emotions and when you pour the emotions of yours into the words making a stuff better reading then a reader enjoys reading such kinda stuffs cause a reader always wants to feel emotions and when your able to make a reader feel emotions through words, you became a great writer. I founded these emotions into the piece which means, yeah .. you ain't that bad at writing. I love your working way.

Keep on! Stay beautiful!

[Shay]

Thanks :) I appreciate it.

[Sam]

I can clearly remember multiple times in my life where this was me. I try to remember, that this makes the joyful times all the sweeter.

[Brian Angeles]

This was deeply thought out I loved it

[Shay]

Thanks :)

[Bluefire]

Numb. This perfect word for this.
The great void beyond the door was neither black nor white, the distance not short nor long.
Utter nothingness.
Well done!

[Shay]

Thank you :)

[Bluefire]

No problem. ^^

[Madalyn Beck]

What a deep write. I know exactly the feeling you have described here. "I no longer fear the inevitable
but I don't welcome it" are my favorite lines in this write. Great job! :)

[Shay]

Thanks so much :)