There are times poetic words come in flashes on my mind
Resembling a constant flow of water stream from a babbling brook
No longer do I feel the crave
To put into words what makes me rage
Gone are the days and nights
When I find refuge in a cathartic cry
For thy heart had gone numb
Heart Gone Numb
Posted by wn Labels: confusion, haze, hurt, numbness, poem, poetry, reflection, thoughts, thursday, verses
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