An unnamed despair
Gnaws my insides.
Desolate and alone-
Suddenly.
Unknowing, yet
Unceasing is the
Numbness.
A thick haze of
Self-piteous vapours
Fogs my consciousness;
And all I want
Is to seek
The darkest corner
Of Isolation.
Numb.
Yet I must acknowledge
That when this ice cracks
And I shall be
Chilled to the bone
In pain,
I shall be glad.
At least then
I would feel
And, once again,
Be Human.
Usha, 16 February, ’08
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February 19, 2008 at 5:38 am
Yet I must acknowledgeThat when this ice cracksAnd I shall beChilled to the boneIn pain,I shall be glad.At least thenI would feelAnd, once again,Be Human.how well written!!!!!!! n so very true! brilliance! loved it!!!!
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