DEC 2011: NUMB

When you open wounds that are hidden deep within your mind, there is no time to staunch the flow once the dam breaks. You can only bear the anguish of being silently assaulted by all that you have striven to carefully contain within a locker marked PERSONAL.


The scars run deep and long they lie
Hidden, masked, invisible to the eye

The surface ripples with new disturbance

That  cracks through armor like  piercing lance

An Agony unbearable; the defense disabled
A flood of memories The tide, unstoppable 

A hand outstretched, it seems so near

The voice of reason I don't want to hear

I am what I abhor, stranded on a shore

torn within my core And still I hurt more 

Oh troubled heart, Oh tortured soul

I yearn for a moment to be whole 

In the stillness of my room

I sit amidst the gloom

Reflecting, Revisiting my hoary past

Images, visions, the dreams fly fast

And I look for clarity in all this depravity

to find stability, to find my sanity

she's trying to teach, not trying to preach

helping me stretch beyond my reach

The moments wear on and shadows fall

I want to flee but I hear her call

Stand fast she says To your heart be true

Shine and let her see the light in you

The mist, it rises, The darkness lifts,  

The course is changed, The current shifts 

Lost am I with myriad thoughts

I  try and try to join the dots

The path is there. It looks fearsome

I am scared, I am numb

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