Stimulated and
Feelingless - by Erik Smith
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Nothing's
the same without you
It's all so strange and different
Exciting yet so empty
My body and memory being exercised
My heart and soul
still all alone
What the fuck do I do
I don't know where I'm going
When or how I'm getting there
Who am I and with
Stimulated and feelingless
See your reminders everywhere
Smell you in others
Feel you in memory
Nothing comfortable to discover
Only what's left inside of me
Constantly disintegrating everywhere
Decomposing still alive crawling on
Patching up what I find wrong
Re-opening behind me
Watching new lacerations become
Close my eyes and lie to myself
Regretfully become so comfortably numb
What the fuck do I do
I don't know where I'm going
When or how I'm getting there
Who am I and with
Stimulated and feelingless
You just might never know
How I've coped and explored, experimented
How much I continue to love you, hate me
How I'm going to end up, self-destruct
I'm already dressed for the midnight procession
I can't stop this constant regression
What the fuck do I do
I don't know where I'm going
When or how I'm getting there
Who am I and with
Stimulated and feelingless
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