Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Untitled (1-Feb-1992)

I found this one scribbled in my journal at a time when I had been re-reading earlier journal entries. In many ways this was written at the half way point of a long dark period from which I have recently emerged.


Those Days seem
So Far
Where am I
Who am I
Let me out
Save me
Show me the way
I feel so different
from the person I used to be
The person I know I am
It all seems so strange
I feel So numb
Comfortably numb
It’s my fault
It’s not right
Why am I afraid
Of What
Just give in


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Jane Doe said...

I can really relate to this piece. I feel like this a lot of the time. Great poem!

Stephen Bess said...

"Comfortably numb" I like that. Nice poetry.