The Numbness

She stares out into existence through her blinds

Not yet sure if she is able to make the choice

Does she go out into that harsh, unforgiving realm

Or remain in the womb-like comatose of living.

It's safer to stay in the dark

To ignore the pain life hurls in her face

Pain seeps out as the numb feeling sweeps her up in it's embrace

She can't feel now or maybe she just won't

She can't feel anything and that cuts away the pain

Into the nothingness her life has become

But did it become this way or was it always this way

She can't remember much these days and all she has

Is the fear of the Pain

As long as it drips the serum of ecstasy through her veins and numbs her

Numbs her from the world she herself made

She boxed herself in and loses all grip on her pathetic existence

She's too weak to take a stand

Too numb to feel the pain

Too numb to feel much of anything

Now the machines beep and the lights glare

She can't feel and soon the numbness is gone

And her reality just got a hell of a lot worse

And from now on she'll lay there wishing for the numbness

Cursing herself for boxing herself into the numbness

Because now she's living out her existence

Through the slits of her blinds.