Then I remember those I've reached so far away
And I realize I'm not a psychopath
I've just lost my way
Need to relearn how to feel
Numbed myself for so long
No idea anymore what is real
No wonder I feel so gone
Sometimes need to cut myself
Just to make sure I still bleed
Take those dreams off the shelf
And demand to be seen
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I keep trying to figure out a way to explain how and why this poem works for me on a deep level but I really can't explain it because I am just feeling it, feeling the poem. It makes me feel some comfort, and I know that sounds really corny, and I know some might wonder how this particular poem comforts me but it does. Please keep writing, Rambler.
you never need to cut yourself. ever. it leads to infections. avoid sharp items. if you want to feel something, feel for others who are hurting.
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