Dependence

by caro   Dec 10, 2006


It tingles,
Moving,
From my fingertips
Slowly
But surely,
Shutting down,
Becoming useless.

I am reduced to nothing
But the everlasting pain,
Becoming numb.
My mind,
Now unable
To think,
To act,
To feel.

Liquid emotions
Flowing through my veins,
Yet my heart is empty

Confusion
And uncertainty
Swirling all around me

But it’s when you take my hand,
It’s then that I know
That we’re going to be alright

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