The numbness

I no longer feel physical pain
I pierce and stab but nothing
No matter how big the blood stain
I feel barely something

A faint tickle
As I pierce my hand
I could leave myself cripple
No longer able to stand

I tickle as I stab
A feeling of warmth as I jab
Few find it funny
And I act all sunny

In my mind I miss the pain
With it gone nothing distracts me
From the emotional pain
I am no longer free

The only fun I have
Is from my own harm
Im now cut in half
With one half wanting the others harm

Now I have lost what I used as a crutch
And have nothing to stop my void
It could devour so much
Leaving me devoid

Of my own soul
And destroying my emotions
My heart could easily turn to coal
This could be my lifes conclusions