Hearing his name

Hearing his name.

It brings 

   Scratches 

        Scrapes

               Nails    

                   Cuts.

Hearing his name

I 

  feel 

      pain.

But pain is something.               

    Pain is a feeling.

                You feel pain.

                     Hearing his name

                             There is something

    there.

There is something there

Painting

      Caking

          Shoving

               Laying

                    Covering itself

over the numbness.

Even if it jabs

 Digs

   Stabs

      Throbs

There is something there

Filling the empty space in which had been

 Devoured

 by the 

        numb

            Frozen

                Paralyzed

                           Dull

                      Dazed

             Senseless

That had taken away my 

fire -

My Spark.

That had taken away my colors.

Leaving me with a pallet of 

rainy days

       Dark clouds

            Wet cement

               Damp side walks

                      Stained cheeks

And droopy eyes. 

Reviews

[Ahmad Cox]

Wow amazingly honest and I love the falling format.

[Tori]

Wow amazing and I can totally relate

[lee von cleef]

Well done, to be done it feels good to look back at all the weeds you've pulled,stained hands and cheeks

[under-the-water]

you're exactly right - it does - thank you for reading and reviewing my writing!!!! thats very generous of you ;)

[Marvin]

great style, and you made me feel the numbness too

[under-the-water]

you like my style!!! thank you so much!! aghhh u just made my day!!!!!

[Dr. Wood ?]

well this is simply great....I love the way it is constructed and it describes that hollow feeling of want so well...Brilliant!

[under-the-water]

im glad you actually understood this! thank you so much for reviewing my writing!!

[Kaylor Mason]

The sun always rises again after a storm at sea . . . don't give up