Emotionally Numb
The feeling of butterflies
A dead body being surrounded by funeral flies
A well made bed
A bullet in your head
Candles all around
The king being crowned
The usurper and the dethroned
Death take us all
The spirits look at logic, appalled
In the sunlight, all the unpleasantries crawl
At night, the misunderstood call
The dark, where the shadows protect us
The light, where exposure kills us
The void of emotion, encompassing all of me
For what I would give, to leave an emotional vacancy
To be void of emotion, to numbness encompassing me
Oh what I would give, to finally be free.
The feeling of butterflies
A dead body being surrounded by funeral flies
A well made bed
A bullet in your head
Candles all around
The king being crowned
The usurper and the dethroned
Death take us all
The spirits look at logic, appalled
In the sunlight, all the unpleasantries crawl
At night, the misunderstood call
The dark, where the shadows protect us
The light, where exposure kills us
The void of emotion, encompassing all of me
For what I would give, to leave an emotional vacancy
To be void of emotion, to numbness encompassing me
Oh what I would give, to finally be free.
O this is more preferable to me than your other piece; much more succinct, and well put. I could don the emotions you were putting forth and believe in the content, even if I don't choose to be so negative! I just felt it, and that's the beauty of poetry.
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