Longing for numbness
No pain do I wish to feel
Please dull my senses
Deaden the anguish of my soul
Deep despair in my heart
Festering the misery of my being
Silent assailant of my existence
Slowly exhausting any passion for life
How do you retaliate?
That which is unseen?
This collector of spirit
This slayer of dreams
Deadening my awareness
Is my only defense
Against this enemy of the soul
And killer of inspiration
