Numb

The pain we healed from,

It came

Our own left the world

But we stand in sorrow

With heads looking at the dry ground

A drought that lasted so long

We all wish to see the rain

But the clouds don’t burst

So much death!

We screech in pain

A loss in battle 

Overshadowed by pain

The happiness waits to be worn

The beauty of death is the pain is

Released. 

Again the fear has risen 

But we stand in silence

Nothing we do

Except wait

Except grieve

The pain becomes deeper

Until it is numb 

Like a pitch black night

No light to give hope

We must pace ourselves

Become a strong rock

Become a senseless 

Numb 

Pile of nothing 

Life isn’t graceful 

It is sometimes ugly 

It is sometimes a mere moment

It’s sometimes a century 

Who knows?

The questions become louder

The answers become quieter 

There is no end to the darkness 

But, oh humans we love hope

Hope, hope, hope

All we do today

All we did yesterday 

All we did all these years

This pain needs to reside

Everything needs to become

Numb

Numb and just numb

Before the pain leaves

The pain leaves,

We wear happiness again

Drape ourselves in solace

But, after we become numb.  

• growth.
• pain
• poetry
• writing