I’m going comfortably numb again.

Speaking, without being heard.

Loving, and being alone.

Hurting, without relief.

Or, numb.

Numb, my choice at the moment.

No dreams that won’t come true.

No feelings that will

overwhelm

and

break

my

heart

again.

No need to acknowledge,

Again

The bitter truth.

Or to taste it

When the salty tears

and snot

run down my face.

Numb,

much better,

Much safer

For tonight.