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Numb

I numb myself

so I can’t see

the fearfulness

inside of me

that haunts my soul

not letting me breathe

on days when I feelย 

like I’ll never be

the person I set out to be…

Numb.ย 

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22 thoughts on “Numb”

  1. Numbing doubt and fear – those little devils that certainly reside deep with all of our souls. The trick is not to let those little devils gain such a foothold that they take over. Always strive to rise up and keep your head above the clouds once again, especially after you feel that you have faltered. That is the only way you can feel the sunshine on your face again which will help to chase those little demons back into the dark recesses where they belong! ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Being Numb is one of the worst feelings in my opinion! I often struggle with being afraid of my true potential and I find myself getting lost while trying to figure out my way in life. This poem really spoke to me and I think you’re writing is absolutely amazing!

    1. Thank you so much Kayce!! <3 ๐Ÿ™‚ Life is hard to figure out, but once we relax take control, we'll find away! Think back to your most basic, feel-good activity over the years and cultivate it! You're going to be fantastic at whatever you set your mind to!

  3. People should never be afraid of being who they really are and want to be. But unfortunately fear is a very powerful thing in everyone’s life. This poem was beautiful! I can’t wait to read more ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. that’s deep! I’d have to say overcoming those feelings will make you a better, stronger, wiser person… face those fears don’t numb them, you’ll thank yourself afterward and those fears will no longer bother you : ) Love the poem by the way!

    1. Great advice Eloise! ๐Ÿ™‚ I think writing about them and having the courage to click publish is a way of facing them, for me. Thank you so much for reading and for the thoughtful comment!

    1. This one is inspired by a relentless fear that guides so many of my thoughts and actions. I think I’ve been seriously trying to confront it lately. Writing poems like these and clicking “publish” seem to be my way of doing so. ๐Ÿ™‚

      More specifically, I have a certain habit that isn’t so physically healthy, which makes me wonder why I continue to do it. It’s nothing horrible, but I wonder if I do it to numb myself, which ends up holding me back? Or is it to calm myself, enough to overcome my fears and keep transcending them? I’m always trying to decide if I’m helping myself or hurting myself by continuing, and that’s the other element to this poem.

      Thank you for reading and inquiring! ๐Ÿ™‚

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