Numb

She has no memory,
How she came to be here.
But as she writes,
it starts to become clear

Through the enigmas,
and strangest of things,
in this abstract place,
no feeling it brings.

Her fingers type the words,
that she knows within her soul.
her mind feeds her the thoughts,
but the body has grown so cold.

Ecstasy, euphoria,
pain and joy.
all emotions she once felt.
but now theres not any left.

Her heart is beating,
alive and true.
but inside her soul,
she is so numb,
about everything.

Indifference engulfs her,
to the point of no return,
she puts her hand into the fire,
and yet it does not burn.
She cuts her hand,
no blood she finds.
“That can’t be possible,”
her conscience reminds.

She sees the mirror,
upon the wall.
the one that looks so familiar,
and so does the hall.

She walks up to it,
it starts to fall.
she realizes this is her only way back,
back to it all.

Quickly jumping into it,
before it shatters into pieces of glass.
she tried to go back home,
and thankfully she made it quite fast.

to again feel love and pain,
no longer to pass,
through the labrynth of illusions,
inside the looking glass.