Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Only to fade and never to feel
Words so warm, I feel their effects several days later. And eyes that keep me melted in place, I'm never to move as a mass again. My eyes glaze over and I sit there, stunned, wondering whether these words should even be wasted on me. I don't know how to feel, is numb really a feeling? I don't know how to make the words come, to accurately describe the knots in my stomach or the panic in my legs, all telling me to jump in head first. I remain silent and express myself through daydreams. Is love a writer's block? Can romance kill the words? And didn't I swear to never feel this way about strangers? Didn't I promise only to fade and never to feel?
Jan. 5. 09.
Jan. 5. 09.
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Only to fade and never to feel
Only to fade and never to feel