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I'm numb, detached,
my limbs hanging at
awkward angles,
my mind disconnected
from my heart and soul.
The only feeling I remember
is the feeling of paroxysm,
like my mind and
heart would explode.
Now it's all I can hope for.
To be able to shake violently
with sobs again.
Instead I'm left attempting to
crush my skull with
my bare hands.
Screaming, kicking out for
something that isn't there,
something to shatter,
something to shred like a paper heart
that belongs to a false hope.
my limbs hanging at
awkward angles,
my mind disconnected
from my heart and soul.
The only feeling I remember
is the feeling of paroxysm,
like my mind and
heart would explode.
Now it's all I can hope for.
To be able to shake violently
with sobs again.
Instead I'm left attempting to
crush my skull with
my bare hands.
Screaming, kicking out for
something that isn't there,
something to shatter,
something to shred like a paper heart
that belongs to a false hope.
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but something keeps me breathing.
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I like this. I was going through message after message of the same mundane stuff and then I found this. Brightened my mood. Well, not the poem itself, but the quality of it. Great poem. Good flow and you could feel the emotion. I also learned a new word. "Paroxysm"