let me feel anything else.
i want to pretend, like everyone else.
this world is a wonderful place.
numb, numb, numb.
left only with a crumb
of how we used to be.
dumb, dumb, dumb.
too vacant to be glum.
now you see the real me.
no place to run
but i have room to hide
inside my head.
i'm in your bed
and you're getting bored
of all the swallowed words.
i'm trying, i'm trying.
can't you see, i'm dying
for a love that hasn't hit full bloom.
there's nothing you can do
but watch it consume
and i wish i felt anything else.
anything else
I pretended the world was wonderful place and ended up on my face. So I took anything else and put it on the shelf, got rid of the sadness and sorrow and stepped into tomorrow. Lovely poem, sad but Lovely.