Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Like The Inner Wall Of A House

This poem was mainly about a man who had seen and experianced the tragedies of war and was traumatised by it attempting to deal with his emotional wounds. He did this by shutting himself off from the world and his own emotions, so as to not feel anything anymore. This is much like when something horrible happens to each of us, often we become numb at some point during the healing process (instead of, if I may say it plainly, going completely off of the deep end) because in some part of us, we believe that feeling nothing at all would be much better than experiancing all of that pain day in and day out.

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