numb

Numb.

I no longer fear death,

I am a living dead.

My heart beats pain and eagerness.

I lived so much in pain i don't know what happiness feels like.

Do we have to lose everything to have something?

I got my soul stuck in a tunnel

I never live to see light again

I no longer  shade tears,

I was left to grieve inside

What I fought for my whole life I lost all in seconds.

This anger was once love

Broken heart,the desire to live killed me.

I circulate in phases of emptiness 

I don't recall once I felt full.

The world made me a fool.

Maybe in my next life

I will rebuild

I will start from the bottom

I will heal my bleeding bruises

Death will be my vocation.

@prof George Daniel Meya 

@ danielaomulama@gmail.com