Numbing Out

I'm not thinking of the noises around me
I'm sipping my coffee black,
Writing and writing with numbing poison
Trying to forget the screaming, the desperation,
The hunger and exhaustion surrounding me.
I leave it all behind for words on a page,
Hastily written to make my mind
Pass time in a detached sort of manner
I can't grasp a meaning in my hand
I'm numbing out with caffeine and ink
I'm destroying myself but I feel great.
I haven't really slept in weeks
But I feel fine.
No one can touch me
But me.