Pins And Needles

By maliceman

Not alone, numb instead.
_Rot alone, a heart undead.
Utter Insanity, it's in my head.
_Pick up the phone, get out of bed.
Mourn the silence, mourn the noise.
_Cage the love as hate deploys.
Bite the bullet, a bitter gun.
_Suffer through it, having fun?

What is numb? Pins and needles.
Rule of thumb, love isn't real.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Need some oil; heart full of rust.
I take these pills to numb the pain,
didn't know they would numb everything.
Take even more so that i can sleep.
Luckily i am covered, this shit does not come cheap.

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Published on Wednesday, February 16, 2011. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Pins And Needles"

On Wednesday, February 16, 2011, 10 Forty Three (543) wrote:

I can honestly say you're maturing in your writing. Well done my friend.
On Wednesday, February 16, 2011, maliceman (32) wrote:

actually a lot of my writing is older, this one and fake are my newest ones. the rest were mostly written in my junior and senior years of HS