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Array ( [sid] => 85884 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Numb. [time] => 2005-02-27 07:42:49 [hometext] => It's my truth... my life... [bodytext] => I’m numb.
But Time’s moving on.
And it’s turning me dumb.
And my sharp blades blunt.
And it’s left me numb.

I’m numb.
The emotional bullet shot through the gun…
And it killed some one.
Some one I loved…
But now she’s gone…
The depression won.
… She’s gone…

… I had to sit this test.
And it made me just break down.
I was too dumb for it.
Just like I’m too dumb for any thing now…
So I drew dead bodies on the paper,
And wrote what my brother called me as a little girl.
And I wrote how much I’m a failure.
And that I’m close to ending it now…

… I didn’t think he’d worry,
I thought he wouldn’t care.
It’s funny how things twisted.
It’s ironic how he cares…
I DON’T need him here!
I don’t need his words, his stares…
His glares…

I only wrote it, ‘coz it had to come out.
Before I erupted, and began to smack and shout…

I’m numb.
One of my teachers said I was dumb…
Then “COOPER” said I’m a problem child…
And I lost it with the runt….
He said I’m very negative…
And that I won’t be any thing in life…
And I went ape,
‘Coz he don’t know how hard I fight!
Life’s an endless corridor,
Echoing in the storm.
My wrists are healing scars…
But my world is really torn…

… And it’s left me numb.
Dumb.
And feeling like some, pathetic no one… [comments] => 3 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 48 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

Numb.

Contributed by deathdrop on Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 07:42:49 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I’m numb.
But Time’s moving on.
And it’s turning me dumb.
And my sharp blades blunt.
And it’s left me numb.

I’m numb.
The emotional bullet shot through the gun…
And it killed some one.
Some one I loved…
But now she’s gone…
The depression won.
… She’s gone…

… I had to sit this test.
And it made me just break down.
I was too dumb for it.
Just like I’m too dumb for any thing now…
So I drew dead bodies on the paper,
And wrote what my brother called me as a little girl.
And I wrote how much I’m a failure.
And that I’m close to ending it now…

… I didn’t think he’d worry,
I thought he wouldn’t care.
It’s funny how things twisted.
It’s ironic how he cares…
I DON’T need him here!
I don’t need his words, his stares…
His glares…

I only wrote it, ‘coz it had to come out.
Before I erupted, and began to smack and shout…

I’m numb.
One of my teachers said I was dumb…
Then “COOPER” said I’m a problem child…
And I lost it with the runt….
He said I’m very negative…
And that I won’t be any thing in life…
And I went ape,
‘Coz he don’t know how hard I fight!
Life’s an endless corridor,
Echoing in the storm.
My wrists are healing scars…
But my world is really torn…

… And it’s left me numb.
Dumb.
And feeling like some, pathetic no one…

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Re: Numb. (User Rating: 1 )
by LevyMetal on Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 07:56:29 AM AEST
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I liked this write very much. It was very honest and probably diffcult to compose but yet it flows so evenly. The repetitive of the words "numb" and "dumb" kept me interested in how you came up with a creative way to use them in the next stanza. You rhyme really well too. Thanks for sharing-i really appreciated it. great job!

Re: Numb. (User Rating: 1 )
by reprobate on Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 12:36:45 PM AEST
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rest assured, you are far from 'dumb'. if you could not fit their mold, perhaps the defect lies within their mold. most schools are just meat processing plants...they are not equipped to deal with thinking. shame, 'cuz they miss out on so much, though.
good write.
thanks for sharing

Re: Numb. (User Rating: 1 )
by guiltycircles on Friday, 5th August 2005 @ 04:19:54 AM AEST
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mate this is so amazing...i know that numbness and i appreciate how much you fight....if u feel like letting everything out, send me a msg...

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