Numb

There are times when you feel like you're not yourself, as though you have no more control over who you are.

What happened? He's lost... gone. He's hiding, taken over. Only whispers of the person he was... he's not even what he seems to want to think he is. So much deceit yet so much clarity, how can a single candle burn in an eternity of darkness, and evenutally become day?

Do I miss him? Do I want to be him? I don't even know who he was. I know who he thought he was, and who others thought he was, but no... I don't like him... selfish, egocentric. It's time to let go of him, let him sleep now, his time is over. The future is open to me now, starting clean, starting fresh. Goodness will prevail, it has to.

Dizziness overwhelms me. Nonesense is. I'm not here, I'm over there watching me as I vomit out what energy I have left into yet more nonesense. The words I speak are not my own.

Yet a flicker of light still remains, a purpose... me. There I am, hidden deep within me, like an unborn child waiting to grow. Why am I there and not here? I'm preventing me from showing... I hate myself. I am a plastic sheet covering myself. It's time to kill myself so that I can live.

A candle may burn endlessly into eternity without growing any brighter... but it will burn nonetheless.

Reviews

[Lyndsay Gaynor]

Hey, you can know a person for years and have frequent conversations with them, but still not know a thing about them. Secret things are revealed through our art and writing. It's good to start getting to know you my brother.

[Windy]

Whoa, scary thought! I see your point though. Not really sure how to review this one. I am bit in awe I believe. Hope you aren't talking about yourself though. ;)

[Staci Brown]

wow, nice look into the mind... then again you're a Psych major! :D not sure i'd call this a poem though.

Welcome to the Cafe and good luck on all your endeavors in life! :D

Faerie Blessings!

--faerie whisper (breaking the silence...)