Poem #4
My hand looks black and burned, down past the wrist, halfway to my elbow, an after image upon my fleshy appendage, so surreal, yet unreal, my hand looks normal, but it stays numb, like it's dead and gone, a phantom sensation running along
A Sacrifice
Finding myself distracted, the distraught and angst go numb and let new life be introduced. with this, i feel more comfortable; more at home. i start to wonder though, is it really right? do i really want to live this way?
On the Steps
(c)~nivulus 2021 he sits on the step, staring at nothing his gaze is low and unfocused, head slightly tilted numb from stillness, his body is gone winds of thought whisper through him they steal away, and leave him hollow in the absence make themselves
Drowning clown
But then my body starts to go numb... my mind sinks deeper into blankness while i sink deeper into dark & wetness the bricks of hatred dragging me down i was tricked...tricked like a clown...
An Unforgiving Mind - medium poem
Rather than glee, numbness consumes me. a depression will set in. incurable and comfortless, all who assist are sucked in, to become victims of my black hole. my only treatment is isolation and rest, until stability returns.
Never Love
You cannot see this veil of tears this numb feeling i cannot shake. you cannot see me lying in bed motionless and unfeeling because of your poison the lethal equal to that of a cyanide capsule.
The Castle
**_the summer breeze blows cooler_** **_the heated days she's known tumble slowly to the past as she remains alone she ponders as she freezes her limbs are growing numb the silent games that steal her time as she waits for death to come
Focal Distance (Otherwise Untitled)
She froze in place while the world went dark and to stars for a bit, the numbing agents of the foam having clearly depleted themselves sometime in the night.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 47
The snow was up to her ankles, and not moving was making her feet go numb, but she couldn't bring herself to take another step. she had tried.
New Detail v.2
They couldn't numb the pain of losing friends. most of whom had been in basic with her. she could never forget the moment of their death. those last words and then nothing. those memories would haunt her forever.
Not Exactly as Expected
I moved from form to form, feeling my paws going numb from the cold.
It Begins Pt.2
"it's just numb right now.. can't move it but i can still walk." "alright.. we'll go back inside so you can heal yourself up and rest a bit then we'll get moving again."