An Acknowledgement

An unnamed despair
Gnaws my insides.
Desolate and alone-
Suddenly.

Unknowing, yet
Unceasing is the
Numbness.

A thick haze of
Self-piteous vapours
Fogs my consciousness;
And all I want
Is to seek
The darkest corner
Of Isolation.

Numb.

Yet I must acknowledge
That when this ice cracks
And I shall be
Chilled to the bone
In pain,
I shall be glad.

At least then
I would feel
And, once again,

Be Human.








Usha, 16 February, '08