I'm cold inside and all is numb,
I try and yet the tears won't come.
All fear is gone and feelings fled,
Tis like inside I'm all but dead.
In days gone by, held in firm grip,
Emotions that the scales would tip.
That I'd be lost within the flood,
My tears were shed as if like blood.
This numbness is a blessing, Yes?
I wish I knew, what is your guess?
What does it mean? Please, do you know?
How do I let my feelings show?
Am I insane? My mind has gone?
How can I deal with pain so long?
It drives me to the brink of death,
And yet I take just one more breath.
To dump this trash is what I must.
Tell me the way before I bust!
This is my plea, this is my woe,
Please, tell me now which way to go.
[This message has been edited by Marilyn (edited 01-20-2000).]