poetry · Uncategorized

Numb

I have become numb to feeling.

From the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

My eternal clock is on flight mode.

People live life yet it passes me by.

There are moments in the day

Where I capture joy.

Like the firefly’s in the night sky.

At times I’m numb to feeling.

Other times, my nerves bust with Joy.

Is the middle ground between both extremes?

Yes, where joy and life’s struggles collide.

Without struggle there will be no growth.

Without despair, we would not know what joy is.

There is no need to be numb to feeling.

That what life is, everything that surrounds us.

Take in and breathe the sweet aroma of life.

Let it move from the top of your head to the soles of your feet.

Express your deepest pains to your greatest joys

From your heartbreak to your greatest love.

The pain is fluting feeling and only last a moment.

But love is there to stay a lifetime.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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