I've always said
That people who say
"I really don't care"
Seem to really do
A sure sign of denial
Yeah, It often is
But now I'm one of them
And I don't care - really
When I used to, so much, back then
Once upon a time
Deep in my delusions
You were everything
And somehow today
You're nothing
And though
For quite some time
You were my
Greatest pain,
It's like watching a magic trick, as the image
that once insistently lingered there,
your face, abruptly begins to disappear
Becoming mist in my mind's eye
Freed by this effective hypnosis
Your memories
From me now are the
Furthest things
Presently,
I don't feel any
Particular way
About you
Just numb
And it's the
Greatest thing
I don't deny it, truthfully
There is a blank space in my heart
A place you used to fill and be
But, rather than recall the misery you impart
It's such a relief to be empty
To finally be numb
It's honestly, the
Greatest thing
Sad but this is life. A nice poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nika, magnificent! Numbing and healing do seem to go together. We do have to be numbed before the body can be treated, brought back to life. Perhaps the same is just as true for the psychic, the spiritual. This poem goes to myfavourites.