A connection was
Severed and that much
She was aware of
She couldn't seem to
Identify how she was feeling
Or what her emotions were
She was stoic
Had been for a long time
And her emotions were suppressed
She had to suppress them
Circumstances weren't kind to her
So she had to suppress them
And become stoic
Emotions and feeling them
Were a weakness
Now, she couldn't identify them
Or sort out how she felt
She simply didn't know
The connections to them
Seemed to be gone, cut, severed
And she didn't know what to make of it
She couldn't telll
If the notion was distressing
Or if it was as it should be, ideal
It was something
"Something" seemed sufficient
It wasn't "nothing", however, it
Wasn't anything she could describe
Or put too many words to.
She wondered
If being lobotomised was like this
Was it like a "Limbo"?
She didn't know
And she probably wouldn't know
It was "something"
That wasn't "nothing"
But it may as well had been nothing
Connections seemed to be gone
Lost in the void
She cou