Numbness Is Tricky

by animalworkss

I keep telling myself
To leave depression to the experts
But it seems to be
My last defense;
Last stronghold
In a war against my beginnings…
If I could only suppress
My Being until the shells
Cease to fly
Then maybe I’d survive
An all-out, dead sprint
Through no man’s land,
Call me a coward,
But if waiting out
This barrage is the only
Alternative to obliteration,
Then I’ll just save this fool-heart
For another fight,
Ideology, thanks…

Copyright Keli Birchfield 2012