Poetic Exploration of the Heart

I Have Become Comfortably Numb

Something has been amputated,
cut off and burned.
I can still recall the repugnant smell
of burning flesh,
but not the pain.

The pain has been replaced
by vacant, empty, numb.
By non-feeling.

It’s better to feel nothing
than to feel bad.


Artistic surreal photo manipulation by Sarolta Ban

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Alienated Me
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