Numb

rebmasters

I scatter words 
haphazardly,
watch them dry up
in the remorseless heat
of blazing cheeks;
tongue thick,
stumbling,
numb from 
a battery
of thoughts
lost & never expressed
& I am stressed
& I cannot reach you,
it’s not a test;
it’s the real thing.
I don’t know what to say.
I keep it shut,
can’t keep it up,
can’t feel,
can’t discern what is real
except for you
& that is terrifying too.
An august sage
would say
don’t give away
your heart;
keep it concealed & safe,
but I still do it anyway.
Older,
never wiser;
I steal it back
& run
hoping you won’t know it has gone.
Cause it is better to be numb
than to admit the truth
of your fierce & glorious gaze.
The world’s a lie
& everyone in it liars;
including me
it seems.
Cause it’s easy to push away,
harder to be another strain
on your solid shoulders.
Delightful to finally go insane
& want only
to be with you again

  • Author: rebmasters (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2021 02:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    'I scatter words
    haphazardly,
    watch them dry up
    in the remorseless heat
    of blazing cheeks;
    tongue thick,
    stumbling,
    numb from
    a battery
    of thoughts
    lost & never expressed'
    'An august sage
    would say
    don’t give away
    your heart;
    keep it concealed & safe,
    but I still do it anyway.
    Older,
    never wiser;
    I steal it back
    & run
    hoping you won’t know it has gone.
    Cause it is better to be numb'
    you're literally wording my heart's connection with Poetry: verbatim...!
    an Astounding write, dear Poet
    (showcasing inspiring levels of insightful introspection and justifiably unflinching pride
    in the 'Who' of what we become
    at that threshold, where we once Dared
    to instruct, share and Bare our most vulnerable: hidden shadows,
    to those we - once, were vehement
    loved us back,
    with just us much passion and intensity of loyalty
    we still, crave, harbour and treasure..
    Once, when smiling-up at a morning sky
    didn't require us to crease our face, in determination,
    Once, when believing-in 'anything'
    was an intuitive action, and not a mathematical equation...)

    • rebmasters

      Ah thank you my friend - a beautiful response, as always ❤️



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