Originally posted on Medium Normal waves Dampened by the sinking weights of hurt over years Unflinching today Unmoved Blanks eyes, and quizzical brows Witness doubtful cries Numb is the word To what I feel A game of rock, paper, scissors Defeated are those who show their guts Feeling small Laying it out there Bare, to be trampled on To be a display On the sidewalks of an uncaring passerby Screams fall on deaf ears
