• I stare blankly at this page,
    Knowing what I write wont be erased,
    Another may not read it,
    Another may not know,
    All the feelings and emotions that I show,

    For theses are emotions and they do belong to me,
    My pen is my heart that you ccannot see,
    This is the only way I can share,
    My love, my joy, my pain,
    This once blank page helps me breathe again,

    There are so many things that I can describe to you,
    So many emotions that I can give to you,
    Potential is hidden iwthin the depths of my soul,
    Yet I cannot make these feelings, these emotions, unfold.

    I am trapped deep inside myself,
    With no way out, no hope, no help,
    Though I am not hopeless for love I do feel,
    Yet I am not happy for maybe this love isnt real,
    But I am not angry, nor am I sad,
    I feel practically nothng, as if emotion is something I never had,
    I try to bring forth something,
    Begging for something to come,
    Yet I feel nothing, nothing but....

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