Numb
The blood flowing from my veins
Makes me feel, makes me real
The pain as the glass bites in
Makes me real, makes me feel
I feel complete for a moment in time
I can feel, I am real
But only while I cut and bleed
I am real, I can feel
Then the numbness envelopes me
I can't feel, what is real?
And I am again frozen
What is real? I can't feel
Copyright © Joelle Ferguson | Year Posted 2008
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