Numb
The shadow of fire is ice
A dull, colorless shroud has enveloped me
turned my passions into humdrum
my fire into ice
a passive observer of my own life
I walk through the motions
looking through someone else's eyes
~~~
Feeling disconnected from a time
of vibrancy
an intensity of feeling
when my heart used to quicken
rush and reel
chaos and order interwoven just so
a stream of yearning pulsing through my veins
~~~
Where is that girl now?
A woman with a cracked concrete carapace
where flowers once bloomed
on deep, fertile earth
stands in her guise
Is this what naturally happens to us
through laborious living
or is this what I've done
to myself alone?
~~~
Now, through the fog
I hear her call to me
a silent plea to rekindle the flame
the numbness runs so deep and heavy
I'm not sure I can even find
a spark to thread
And if it does light again
will it burn bright to save the day
or will I simply melt away?
~~~
(I guess it's all the same)
About the Creator
Sarah Lenn
Using writing as a way to capture snapshots of emotion on a screen whilst life happens. And life has thrown me some curve balls. Always striving to find a path through the chaos...
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