I have become comfertably numb
I can feel no pain.
The smile I wair is painted on
The laugh I force its fake.
I have become pleasntly detached
I can hold no joy.
I may be hear in body
But not in mind.
I have become adequatly apathetic
I no longer no how to feel.
My life is now an outline
No deatale within.
As abstract as it may be, the flow makes it a wonderful piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very intangible and nonconcrete emotions are the essence of the poem...10/10 Best Wishes Sameer