I’m scared.
For the past year I’ve felt nothing,
neither woe, nor joy.
Then, it was my protection,
but soon it might be my undoing.
For my life is changing,
it’s taking a turn for the better.
And once it does…
I’m scared.
What if I still feel nothing?
What if the numbness never leaves?
And what if I can never be happy?
Never truly happy.
Hi Jane, Can't feel nothing... Yeah, that would scare me too, even for a moment, but for a past year. That makes me feel nothing. Nice write. Frank
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i am sure you will be happy as you keep writing & submiting poems! !