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It's been day since I spoke,

It's been days since I wrote,

Still I'm on that same road,


Every morning the forest dew meets the grass frost,

And I'm the host to everyone's hope,

Looking at their faces gives me shiver,

But all my eyes can show,is the twinkling glimmer,


I must endure the fact that the trust is fading,

And that's how I planned when I initially thought of leaving,

But when its all going down,

I wish I could frown,


I wish I don't have to be this clown,

And make these lies without any ground,

I know worrying and crying won't solve this all,

And it's the attitude of mine that can prevent the fall,


But no matter how much I call,

There is no response at all,

Sometimes I feel if the call is fake,

But then I realise I'm not even strong enough to know how to break,


This fore brain has gone though all,

And no matter how much hippocampus works,

Its this amygdala that can't be controlled.


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