Numb

What is this numbness of my heart? This ache that never leaves And the welcome numb of the forgiven Pushing by the cliff any though But finally the though reaches me My world is swirling in a whirlpool of emotions and thoughts Swirling like the ecstasy winds above the grass Everything changing and I clustered Clustered in a fish bowl with even a plastic castle Even the rhythm of life or the spark I used to have seem gone Right now the rhythm is soft not funky anymore No more shiny fairies in my way And for a while I miss them but the numbness absorbs me And then I am falling by the same cliff where I pushed my thoughts And the fears and terror that washes trough my body gives the welcome to the numbness. ~Anna