• Emotional


    Novacaine, novacaine, where the fuck are you?

    Maybe if you'd do your job I might not get so blue.

    Novacaine, novacaine, don't you know your place?

    Wish all my emotions didn't show up on my face.

    Novacaine, novacaine please just make me numb..

    Do what you do to my heart so I don't act so dumb.

    Novacaine, novacaine are you necessary?

    Why do I find loving so vulnerable and scary?

    Novacaine, novacaine I'm the opposite of you.

    I feel and feel and feel and it's always raw yet true.

    Novacaine, novacaine I repel you to a fault

    All emotions just come spewing out of my heart aka my vault

    Novacaine, novacaine I don't know what is next?

    I thrive, retreat, rinse, repeat...maybe I'm a mess...

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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    spaceman 0
    either way.... 1
    ReStLeSs 0
    Rubble 0
    Weeping Soul 0
    Can't... 0
    Voiceless.... 2
    Nothing More 0
    The Bleeder 3
    My Heart 0
    Desecration 0
    So I do Nothing... 1
    whispers 0
    the candle 1
    death of a soul 0
    unwritten 0
    Dammit! 0
    closed 0
    building 0
    my demons 0
    waiting for it to happen 0
    to the point 0
    love is like 2
    damaged 0
    sometimes... 0
    true self 0
    Shouldn't 0
    without--i wrote this when i was 16 2
    hmmmmmmmmmmm 0
    I will 1
    Ominous me 2
    the naive cynic 1
    the 'un' me 2
    praise hurts her... 1
    Inquiry 0
    My War... 3
    My.... 0
    mind........ 1
    Image.. 0
    Boo Hoo... 3
    PANIC... 0
    I wonder... 0
    53 truths about me 1
    Novacaine 0