Cold Washed Stone

"I knew my strength was gone when my feelings numbed.

I knew that my emotions died when my face feigned a smile

I did not cry, I laughed today, so hard I did,

It felt like I was washed off of my senses

I wanted to drown in tears like always,

I could not!

So I laughed so hard, it echoed the voices rummaging answers in my head.

/....................../

I did not struggle with fleeing,

The taste of grief was not just familiar, it became savory

The wounds of my heart became a solace

I drenched harder in hurt so I can feel nothing again

Life blows me with the "Lows", so the fight began,

Trying to get high on victory, my face fell flat again

So I became a cold-washed stone and laughed so loud.

...."

Excerpt from my manuscripts...