You’re too sensitive
they said
you need to stop feeling
everything so deeply
perhaps they are right
I thought.
Closing my eyes
I see warm vivid colours
all around me
fading into a cold palette of grey
the emotions
which stirred in me an ecstasy
to live life in its full vibrancy
disintegrate into ashes
on the ground.
My spark is gone
one which use to ignite
a dimly lit room
like the sun over sea
after a storm
I see myself in the mirror
a hollow faced girl
with blank distant eyes
How do you feel now?
they ask
how do I feel?
I feel numb.
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Dena Marie
Writing is not only therapeutic but an essential asset of creative expression 🦋
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