Symphony of the Grand Whatevers

I cried myself to sleep last night
And I still didn't feel a thing
Strange to think it could be my last day
Without a care, a hope, I wish me away

And they ask me if I'm sad again
I shrug at them and say, "I just feel numb"
To be sad, I must have visited happy
And I don't think I've ever been

Residing in my little cardboard box
All alone, never let light in
So when you cracked the top slightly
I saw your face and now I depend on you, my friend

I'll get attached and come undone
When you tear out my seams
But it's okay, let the cat play with my strings
Because still, despite the clawing, I just don't feel a thing

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LovingLovelace's picture


Simply beautiful.


If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.

SSmoothie's picture

Ahhh such lovely writings

Ahhh such lovely writings again! numbness is exaggerated alot these days. my fingers can still type at the end of a script well after numbness! ;)

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

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