numb

tears that stain more than just my pillows
my pride is warped from the moisture of my eyes
and crumbling are the deffenses that once stood so tall
the floor seems a friend waiting to embrace my tired body
as i fall backwards
away from what i so desprately wanted
anger burning like i fire inside of me
but too unstable are my feeble limbs
to suport such a rage
besides. . .how could i ever be mad
at you? 
untill numb i let the dust settle on my face
eyes perpetually open
no steady beat of a heart
to keep me going
it would be so easy. . .
to let everything go
and just slip
into the nothing
that pulls at me every day
dragging one more twentyfour hour peirod away from me
everytime it comes back
with the setting of the sun
a friend i fear 
yet love dearly
soothing are the waves
lapping around my body 
but still numb
i cant feel the air 
as it parts with my body
and i sink downwards
i have no clue
of whats to come
for i never felt a thing
as death wrapped their sweet fingers around my neck
and showed no mercy. 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

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  • The Boxes In The Corner

    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker