More poems by Claire.

To Whom It May Concern,

It seems to be impossible
to feel any emotional pain now.
I need the phiscial pain
for the numbness to leave.

No matter what,
the numbness comes back.
It seems impossible
to escape it forever.

With each key I press,my
words' meaning seem to fade.
And tangled between those keys
is the numbness waiting to swallow me whole.

I couls use a blade to keep
away the numbness,but I can't.
I can't go down that road,no matter
how much numbness settles into my skin.

That road will be the last
one I travel down.I may
tread that path very soon,
because I'm almost out of options.

If I die sooner than
later,it isn't anyone's
fault besides mine.For
not finding anyone that will listen.
Poem by Claire.