Numb Heart

i am glad
to have learned the art
of self-denial

when i see another one
of your kind
i have been able to control
the self
that lurks above my head

the one that blows fire
the one that kills lust
and sad to say

love included. Sad
but that is the truth.

now, shall be i be another loveless
shadow searching for its body
one dark afternoon when
all the light of the day
is finally gone?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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