Darling, I’m numb again

Destined to be wounded.
Indeed, I am.
Nobody needs to know.
And yet I go proclaiming it.

Did you know?
I wrote once upon a time.
Now I just express.
And bleed while at it.

Dreaming away while awake.
I sleep uneasily now.
Numbing myself yet again.
Accepting pain as dished out.

Dumbfounded by what’s meted out.
Irritated by the number of times.
Not knowing what’s further in store.
Ailing and wailing; I see myself failing.

Varun Rajagopalan.