Sometimes in life we just go numb,
emotionally drained, down to the last little crumb.
The pain of life is often too much,
open wounds are raw and sensitive to the touch.
But once people go numb, what does that mean?
How dull the senses, that once were keen?
Will the treatment of others continue to worsen?
The obvious affects on each and every person?
Once people are numb, can they ever come back,
from a road of darkness and eternal black?
Or is it a conscious choice that one makes,
to take the risk, putting everything at stake?
Upon their return, will they have changed?
Will their once dismal thoughts be newly arranged?
Only time will tell, a journey incomplete,
so tired the bodies and calloused feet.
At least when people are numb, they don’t have to feel,
the layers of pain that slough off and peel.
Maybe being numb is not such a bad thing.
It helps to soften the pain of life’s sting.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
2 thoughts on “Numb…”
Yes! You getting on a roll of creativity lately!
Thank you my friend. This poem floated into view one day, out of the clear blue sky. Glad you liked it!! ☺☺