Numb

These eyes

That once saw,

Are now blurry

And ruined.

Visions run amok,

Displaying foggy

Amalgamations.

Smells and taste

Run vapid,

With the stench

Of fatigue.

Entranced,

Affectionate

With an absent mind,

A run-in

With cruel fate.

Yet soulless bonds

Remain quiet,

Unwilling to move on

And question.

Fruitless attempts,

Proding with a stick,

Unchanging and insane,

A futile effort,

Across a vile season.

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