Numb Poem by Jessy Liz

Numb

Rating: 2.5


Blacking out from the pain.
Something isn't right.
Don't tell Mother.
It's out of her hands now..

Like so many things.
Brow furrowed, these eyes can't keep the peace.
Go on and close now..
Precious veil of sleep.
Get me out of this mess.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alondra Quinones 02 October 2007

im just guessin but in the end of the poem, is it like the person in the poem want to die or what. its a lil confusing. but its a good poem

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