Numb

My head hurts.
Did the pain from heart
Travel to my brain?
Did everything you did
That pierced my heart,
That pricked it,
That poked it,
That made it bleed,
Somehow fill my arteries
And reach my brain?

Is my heart so weak
That it couldn't take it anymore?
That it swelled it up
And pumped out
Every vile thing you did to me
Every vile thing you said to me
To the rest of my body.

It's shriveled up now.
My heart,
That is.
It no longer reacts
To the things you do
To the things you say.
It's doesn't share the hurt
With the rest of my body anymore.
Now, it's numb,
Just like the rest of me.