Feelings

feel so empty
feel so sad
feel so unused
feel so tired
feel so sick
feel so down
feel so withered
feel so unfriendly
feel so unwanted
feel so forgotten
feel so unloved
feel so uninvolved
feel so desperate
feel so despaired
feel so anguished
feel so broken
feel so hated
feel so so so

why do we feel a thing called feelings?
what are their purposes?
why are we cold when our fellings we hide?
what makes feelings so warm?
when they leave you cold inside?
why must we go through these things called feelings?
What is it to really feel?
Wouldnt it be something you touch, you feel?
Why then do we feel what we do not touch?
What makes these feelings exist?
Why are they so hard to forget?
 

Reviews

[Jenny Nelson]

Excellent question. Liked this poem as it begs an excellent question that I've been wondering about myself.
Age old questions... what and why. Simply but well put. I liked this a lot.

[Micheal Teal]

Very honest and hearfelt poem.

It has touched my heart.

Well done!