10/11/02
Basically a follow up to my last poem, 'Shredded Heart'.

Each Day I Grow Numb

With each passing day I grow numb
My tears are dammed
My voice is steady
My heart is re-frosting.

You say you've moved on
and maybe you have.
Or maybe you couldn't handle the long distance.
But whatever the reason,
I moved on three years ago.
Deep down my heart ached from the first abandonment
The second time my heart was sobbing
And the third and last time,
my heart was screaming in pain.

It still is
Deep down.

I slowly incase the pain with a layer of ice
So I will have some time before it resurfaces and claims me again.

The tears helped somewhat
and so did the blood.

But nothing will help me now
no one will help me now.

For I have no one left...