Numb Poems - Poems about Numb

Numb.... Lonely Staring at the same gloomy rain dripping down 2 different window panes over 300 miles away Feeling alone & ashamed, full of regret because of how we hehaved but not giving up bc this Actual, Magical, One of a kind love is just too unfathomable to not crave its right there out of our reach, our plans, wants & goals so easy to speak but...

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He lost all his love for me. These words caught like dull razors. Pain sifts through my raw feelings. I feel so fragile, sad aches conflict me on foreign ground. Heavy, my eyes are mere slits. God, I pray, with mercy come and gift my wrecked heart with numb....

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If you want To go out Have a drink Shake a leg Take a bet Take a chance Win or lose Have a dance I don't really care I don't care All that much Come and go it - so? Have a run Getting fit I don't really Give a... What do you want Do you know Please yourself Let it - go Take a risk Feet first Jump right in Bubble - burst If you think about, how...

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You don’t know me You don’t know me You believe you do You don’t know me You say that’s not true You don’t know me I hardly know myself You don’t know me I barely hold myself together You don’t know me I don’t know whether You don’t know me I walk the night Can you even see me I scream through the fright Do you even hear me Or I...

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I see the wind And hear the sun And when it hurts I have such fun I know not when But the where is sure The reasons are clear Though fully obscure Thoughts I suffer The long night through Bring such comfort How is this true Confusion reigns Within thoughts clear And peace so far And yet so near I can feel it Though I’m completely numb My mind subtracts To find the...

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Depression Its darkness. A cold embrace, An old friend. It welcomes me, like a lighthouse after a tragic storm. I feel her claws like a deceiving caress Her words drown me in blanket of numbness Bitterness maws at me like a rabid wolf I sleep I eat I sleep again. Praying she doesn’t invade my dreams. Too late. Grades drop faster than silence after I tell someone...

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She's never loved broken love poems, but now she writes them. She's always feared swollen heads and broken tones, yet now she finds she fights them. Despite her mother's devotion, she's forgotten the taste of oxytocin - broken bonds within the unspoken, spoken. Now emotion runs frozen underneath hollow motions. These days she spends her time playing theologian. Here's my question: No one cares to know...

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Have you ever sat alone in your room and silently produced salty pools of agony for the first time in years? Desperately devastated at the reason behind them, sincerely surprised at your ability to excrete them, ironically indebted to a moment that feels a sliver of something again, graciously grateful even if...

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The psyche was burned and left us numb, floating like a boat without oars on an endless river, the world was darker than the pitch-black of a closet full of hungry bats, and the whiskey and wine seeped deep into our weary veins, when the blood was too weak to carry the burden of our lost dreams, we surrendered...

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I always feel a twinge of anger, a truck load of guilt, and a dash of sorrow whenever I think of her But mostly nothing at all My guess is all those year of cuts to the bone ingrown toenails and broken bones weren't quite stitched up, fixed up and set - right She used to hit a racquetball against those grungy, white walls until she felt like...

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It's not sadness that haunts me. Sadness has shape. Sadness has weight. Sadness weeps and wails and rips the air apart- It moves. Sadness is a storm. You can feel it crash through your chest, Leave splinters in your lungs. But you survive it. You know it's there. Numbness? Numbness is the quiet aftermath- When the wind has...

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disconnected jaded and feeling numb ennui quickly turns to melancholy ...

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I dived into the cauldron of magic potion and transformed into the person who I was.ME ! The Me that was missing pieces that felt so deeply about things. The Me that had that innocence of a child ,who looked at everything in life with amazement and marveled at the wonders of life. The Me who lived with...

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Seasonal flows are flowing in sequence to a seasonal warmth A satellite hoovers like a distant cloud in an atmosphere which is neither might not support or which has not been seen in many days microbial species within the salty brines of Jezero's Crater talks of yesterdays the only planet in the solar system to be inhabited by robots facting and gathering while scientist do there part Parts per million the itchy...

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Trapped in this dark place High walls give no escape Gasping for air I'm dying to catch my breath Fighting my way through this labyrinth And run to the arms of someone who cares My eyes blurry My legs numb My body's weak Losing my voice Can’t hardly speak Getting breathless Struggling to stay alive Crying out! For help So someone could hear me I think It's too late My life's...

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