When the Mind Became Numb
When the mind became numb I didn’t have to feel the rest.
Feelings they say, I laugh, I never felt the blame.
When the mind became numb I didn’t know about the real.
A foreign concept that was a native language to my soul,
It blocked my ability to feed, trapped in the blackest of holes.
Suddenly forgot basic needs, forgetting to eat a meal.
Tell me what life can be, what it can offer
I chose to delete my memory,
I now can’t obtain my memory.
My mind became softer.
When the mind became numb,
I sat in the ash, refusing to awake.
I wanted nothing more than to take
The sorrow into my thumb.
When the mind became numb.
The window shattered from my broken broom.
My parents home smells of lavender and fright,
But I break in shower, devour, and fight for my life.
Falling asleep on my fleece sheets, hiding in my room
It was time to leave into another world.
A world of cleanliness and not needles,
A world full of fantasies and not overran by beetles.
I had to steer my own direction with a push and a curl.
Graduating from a facility, known as Sundown too some,
Taught me how to take care of myself again,
When the mind became numb.
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