Numb After Truth

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Psychology and woman mental health and weather dependent concept. Multiple exposure clouds and sun on female head silhouette.

Nette Onclaud / Contest: What Happened After

Truth sifts pain through my feelings - his words cut like sharp splinters. I feel so fragile, sad aches crumble me on green dazed ground. Heavy, my eyes are mere slits as clouds descend to soft touch my mind and render me numb.

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 7/22/2025 11:20:00 AM

A powerful and sad write. I enjoyed reading it. "Good Luck" Hope you are OK... Have a blessed day writing away.........

Valsa George

Date: 7/22/2025 9:50:00 AM

Words can cut and some words cut deep. They leave bruises which even time cannot heal. That's why we are warned that we should be very cautious when we use our tongue. With heavy weeping, eyes have become mere slits! Powerfully moving poem that matches well with the image, dear Cay Cay

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 7/22/2025 1:59:00 AM

I can feel your fragility. I have passed too many days like that.

CayCay Jennings
Date: 7/22/2025 4:29:00 AM

Hey, I've miss you, will come visit soon. So glad you came by and that you 'felt' the poem. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Anne Winter

Date: 7/21/2025 5:18:00 AM

Dear CayCay, a very moving poem. It's almost surprising how words can hurt more than daggers sometimes, they leave wounds behind and the wounds never heal. But at the end, it's just words. Words, wow, are indeed very powerful. Best, Anne

CayCay Jennings
Date: 7/22/2025 4:28:00 AM

Words are no different than swords in terms of the pain they can inflict, no blood or death, but pain that must be followed by healing. I appreciate your comments very much, Anne. (Anne is such a pretty, timeless name.) Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Anne Winter

Date: 7/21/2025 5:18:00 AM

PS I missed you on poetrysoup

CayCay Jennings
Date: 7/22/2025 4:22:00 AM

I'm touched in all the right places; you are so sweet to share that with me. I've missed my Soup peps, too. (oh, you should read my "I love small boxed faces' - it so applies.) Sometimes, I withdraw from all, I have a history of such. Love and light ... CayCay