Shock This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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I drift off
Into the numbness they call shock.
I can feel cold overtake my body.
Part of my heart is cold and still,
The other warm and beating.
My thoughts grow foggy.
I cannot think.
I feel an empty void grow in place of
my heart,
Yet I still breathe,
I still walk.
So tell me now,
Why you cannot.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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Bill M. said...
Nov. 3, 2010 at 9:37 pm
Wow, this was a powerful poem. Awesome read.
 
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