cherub
Bluelighter
I feel the numbness of
no emotion in my life
and I watch the lives lived around me
Should I be happy that I don't feel?
Or worried I feel nothing at all?
It been coming on, not happy or sad
just a open numbness of doing what I have to do
Not caring if i am alone or if someone is next to me. It just does not seem to matter any more.
No saddness to show that I am alive
I am just a viewer of the outside window
Looking in and seeing the pain and happiness
but no way of stepping in.
Not even the urge to do so
An unemotional viewer who could tap
on the glass and they acknowledge me
but know I am just a voyer in there lives.
They don't expect me to open the window and step in, I am not even sure they would know how
I know I don't know how and unsure if i should.
If the window were opened would I run
from the emotional wind that would escape?
or step in?
To step in would mean i would need to breath some emotional air am I ready for that?
Or am I content with them air of numbness that I breath in now.
Comfortable stablity of just being the window watcher or am I ready to live?
no emotion in my life
and I watch the lives lived around me
Should I be happy that I don't feel?
Or worried I feel nothing at all?
It been coming on, not happy or sad
just a open numbness of doing what I have to do
Not caring if i am alone or if someone is next to me. It just does not seem to matter any more.
No saddness to show that I am alive
I am just a viewer of the outside window
Looking in and seeing the pain and happiness
but no way of stepping in.
Not even the urge to do so
An unemotional viewer who could tap
on the glass and they acknowledge me
but know I am just a voyer in there lives.
They don't expect me to open the window and step in, I am not even sure they would know how
I know I don't know how and unsure if i should.
If the window were opened would I run
from the emotional wind that would escape?
or step in?
To step in would mean i would need to breath some emotional air am I ready for that?
Or am I content with them air of numbness that I breath in now.
Comfortable stablity of just being the window watcher or am I ready to live?