A numbing sensation
People’s lives are so zesty that they
Crave hardship and pain
I vaguely believed
That loneliness and fear have left me for good
Because I’m now no longer
A college boy
Something about the number of age increases
Makes me a man of maturity
Says who?
I have deluded myself believing
That
Life
Is a straight arrow
And as long as you proceed
God
Will take care of it all
Well I’m still lonely
And sitting in a dingy scrap-room
Fighting my lowly existence
I haven’t cried since January 2020
And 8 years before that
I can’t do it
My parental love beat that ability
Out of me
For permanently
You don’t want to see a man cry
It makes a man weak
Or does it
Just means a man cries
And nothing more.
Well None of that matters now
Need to sleep again
Again and Again.
