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Numb  

By Raya F.

 

When I look in the mirror I see them 

Long  shadowy tendrils  that wrap around my limbs 

My torso 

My neck 

They pull at my flesh, stretching it out so it's unrecognizable 

Cutting deep into my skin yet never leaving a mark 

Sometimes I have to cut it myself just to know if there's still blood in my veins 

 

I haven't seen myself in forever 

Even my reflection is a stranger 

A distorted shape of nothing at all that stares back at me  

It moves when I move 

Talks when I talk 

Yet it shifts and changes and I think, "Is that really what I look like?" 

And I don't know what I am anymore 

The ache is numb and heavy 

And I get angry that I can't feel anything else 

And I slash across my wrists because maybe the pain will help me wake up 

My mind is stuck in a coma while my body moves around 

Aimlessly 

No identity 

No form 

And the blood that seeps out from the gash still doesn't feel real 

The sharp jolts travel up my arm and for a bit, I can feel again 

But it fades  

And once again I don't know myself 

 

The  shadows twist and distort  and I cut and cut  

I sometimes wonder if I should stop but the numbness is overwhelming and I can't 

I need a distraction 

My hands are sticky from sweat and my eyes won't shut 

Aching arms and legs filled with lead 

Sleep doesn't come and my head screams but I can't move because I might make more scars 

Just hug the pillow tighter and try to forget 

Dig my nails deep into my arm and slow my breathing 

Relax 

And wait for it all to disappear 

 

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