Loss of Senses



I choose to stay aside

You may wonder why

I don't care to interact

at least not now



I am blind to definition

Of so many words

Muffled and distorted

The static of awareness



Listen, for I cannot

I choose not

Deafened by desire

Do not ask if I understand



The blows my mind has taken

The scars that it beholds

Make it hard to stay awake

And even harder when there is no reason



Stop asking me questions

Perhaps there's a reason

Why I place myself away

Take some time to ignore me



It's my loss

One that I willingly take

I'll sit alone in my tempest

of emotion, tear, and confusion



I'd rather it be like this

you don't have to understand

I'm glad that you don't

that look on your face is kind of funny.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just a little piece devoid of rhyme. I hope you enjoy it.

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Stephanie Karpierz's picture

I remember feeling like this at a certain point in my life. I can very much relate to this one!
I did enjoy it.
Thank you,
stephanie