Question

A poem from this prompt.

Answer 1

Numb


Numb watches.
Stares.
It separates me, isolates.
Numb never cared.
Makes the bleak confiscate
Everything I hate
It thinks of him
And unnerves my limbs

Numb will find it
I cannot quit
The nowhere is near
Numb brings it here

Watching.
Sickly it's ever wanting
So enchanting
Why is It still alive?
Numb will realise
It must die

For me to be alive

Numb unfolds
Clamour of a dormant soul
The pleads
The need
Numb never succeeds.


I may had got carried away :)))))