NUMBNESS

Your voice is getting loud and seeps out through my ears

It shrills, it fears, it stabs and steals me of my tears 

Forcing my years to stop but, where'd it disappears? 

It appears to appease my headache, yet hangs its absence like a chandelier. 

So for good luck, my mouth waters and I spit

My body convulses, while my heart throws a fit 

A stinging taste on my tongue that I knew not could exist 

Tears the strings of my conscience-- just like that, I'm being stripped. 

My lips stripped bare to the spit blood and its thickness 

The belly turned and churned with sickness

Forehead sweating fire sparks, like some incurable illness 

Every limb begging for a scream, in silence, in stillness. 

There's no ladder in the abyss, just a feeling--sadder, madder, splatter 

In pools and puddles of black and green, does it really matter? 

There's a hammer in my head, and in my back a dagger 

A hangover like no other, with my teeth grinding like crackers.

Would've, should've I stopped falling, to stop by myself this numbness 

Silly things are made in the name of love, this is nothing but dumbness 

To hear you say "I had her" when trying helping, there's nothing sadder 

But to confuse your voice with that of the abyss, sipping through my eyes, whispering "I have her".