Paralysis
Paralysed by unfamiliar feelings,
Wrapped in a cloak of grief
The rigour mortis of emotion
Of Feeling
Numbing
Strapping and harnessing
Fencing in the soul
No way out
No one allowed in
Cannot see no more
Cannot cry no more
Nothing matters any more
World known is gone
Too low to find peace
Too blind to see
Rigour mortis of the soul
Is the saddest thing to feel
The greatest loss of all
Is not death
But what dies in us
When we live
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