Poem - Taste

Taste

I once tasted things as they were,
now my taste is blurred,
all fades away to shades of grey,
my tongue remains numb...

Taste,
everything tastes the same,
it's bland, it's cold and bitter
like licking a 9 volt battery,
a shock is what I feel in place of taste.

I loved the meals we'd make together
I'd love when we'd go out together
and now that we're severed
I can't remember the tastes.