Some Feeling Poems

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Is this how it feels to be alone?

It doesn't seem like my type of tone.

The angel wings that once flew next to me,

Went away like they should be.

The little tiger that was a pain in my side,

Turned my life around and lied.

All the things I seem to cherish,

Take our connections and make them perish.

Or is it me that drives them away?

Like a limitless curse that I will always pay.

What is it about me that pushes things back?

Is it humanity that I lack?

I guess someone better came along,

And fixed everything I did wrong.

And I always realize the things I let

Go, eternally make me regret.

I'm not sure I'll ever know.

Why the things I love always go.