THE ART OF GOING NUMB

I’ve put a smile on my face
And brighten my eyes…

I’m not letting it slip
Not letting it drip…

A though shell with a shattered within
And I embrace them…

It’s the moment of utter grief
Apart we will be, yet glued from within…

I’m holding them up
I’m holding them hard

My feelings hurt me no more
And my heart aches no more
My tears go dry
And my emotions rush no more

My face is frozen with the smile that I pretend…
And I’m choking with the words that I had to say…

It’s the art of going numb
In the moments of utter grief

Apart we are…
And the moment is gone…

Alone I am, with the memories,
Memories of the moments we shared…

Its time, to let it slip
Its time, to let it drip…

A soggy shell with a shattered within
And I embrace………… none…