Numb

This villanelle is only partially autobiographical.

I feel drugged and numb.
Each day I keep score.
What have I become?

Memories I plumb,
To exist before
I feel drugged and numb.

Like a zombie chum,
Full of wounds and gore,
What have I become?

Will help ever come,
Heal this open sore?
I feel drugged and numb.

Like a useless bum
That people ignore,
What have I become?

Will I soon succumb,
Or will He restore?
I feel drugged and numb.
What have I become?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s