I’m so numb now.
I’ve become so numb now.
No matter how many it’d be,
Bring it all on
As long as their all against me, not.
No pain reaches me anymore,
They don’t know my home.
My eyes blurred me.
Can’t escape your fist off.
Hands have softened, swinging down.
Spill it out to my face.
I’d be grateful to have it.
My body isn’t used to
Not having blots of sadism,
They’re already craving for it.
Me’s on submissive mode now,
You’re in command of it.
I’m your mindless servant
Drinking from the sweat
Your pore drips over.
Punch me no word uttered.
Every inch full of clot
Of the previous disaster
Which I consider
Five wounds on the cross.
Can’t remember how I sinned.
Can’t remember my first hit.
But it doesn’t matter to me now.
I’ve become so damn numb.
My lifeless body lay and succumb.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem