Stacey Gibbs

Rookie (October 26,1988 / Kansas City, Missouri)

Numbness - Poem by Stacey Gibbs

I sit here, just thinking
wondering if everything will be okay.
The last time that I checked my hands
there was blood all over them.

I know that I shouldn’t have done it
but there was my pain.
So, I cut myself
to end the pain of being hurt

Dark, gushing red drops of blood
slowly trickle down my arms into the palms of my hands.
I sit here, just thinking
wondering if my world is caving in on me.

I know that I need to stop
but I can’t stop the pain.
I cry every time I cut myself
and the tears mingle with the blood.

Sadness and pain slowly go away
as the blood trickles down to my palms.
All I feel now is not the hurt
but a numbness slowly encompassing my body.

Comments about Numbness by Stacey Gibbs

  • (2/23/2007 6:12:00 AM)

    Yes. It is true. I did this to myself almost through my whole junior year in high school last year, but thanks to two of my best friends I stopped and now I have better ways to deal with my pain by writing poetry and writing in a journal. (Report)Reply

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  • (2/22/2007 6:47:00 PM)

    is this true just wondering (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011

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