Indescribable Emotion

The feeling is numb,

Yet empowering,

It takes over,

Like a drop of black paint in a pool of yellow.

The slightest things,

The drop of a pen,

Is an explosion, vibrating the Earth’s core,

The sound of a hum,

Is a marching band blasting through my eardrums.

I’m being swallowed by the chatter of people as they walk by,

Yet I can’t hear anything but the ringing in my ears.

Everyone roars with laughter,

But my face is paralyzed.

I’m growing numb.

Numb to the feelings,

Numb to the sights,

The sounds,

Numb to the world,

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And everyone in it.