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.
Untitled
Those Days seem
So Far
Away
Where am I
Who am I
Buried
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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I can really relate to this piece. I feel like this a lot of the time. Great poem!
"Comfortably numb" I like that. Nice poetry.
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