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I've died, inside
Numb to anything
Rather pain than this...
Cannot shed a tear
Crack a smile
The Boor was right

I am weak.

Weak is underrated
overlooked and lost
strength abbreviated
at a human cost
weak is what a life is
life by love embossed

there is so much in this, has a depth beyond its few words....but I would question whether numbness is a weakness....not being able to decide which road to take at the crossroads just means to me, that you are in transition, and your mind needs to sort it all out before it makes a move,
things are churning at these times I think, a natural process to slither on out into the light.......I liked it this....of course, I could be all wrong, haha

I may be at a crossroad, but not what I intended. I thought myself as numb because no smile came to my face nor did I find the comfort in my returning friend....tears. Now I am not numb I chuckle at jokes and when I go to bed I hold my pillow to cry. Emotions have returned to me and now my despondency consumes me. Weak, I am, my mother was right. I think the only decision I have left is which therapist can actually help me the best.

the boor was right - i thought of my father - god bless him. excellent work - a great distillation of feelings that could write a book.

thanx for the details nightwriter, keep writing....writing has done wonders for many of my debilitating memories, but many folks have breakthroughs with a therapist as well......the main thing is do not beat yourself up.....we are all damaged goods.....it's a cruel world sometimes.....but weakness is not in the DNA.....finding your place of comfort can be arduous trek, but you will get there....no I'm not a doctor.......just old, ha...hang tough....

peace ( calm )