Are you there?
Watch me as I'm swallowed by my despair.
Do you care?
You say you do but you're never there.
Can you see?
All the pain that has been done to me?
Do you feel?
Of course not, your life is a perfect sealed deal.
Can you hear?
My cries as the pain sears?
Why can't you speak?
Show your disgust and run from the heat.
Pull me to the light, lift me from the dark.
Help me heal, help me breathe.
Help me move these tired feet.
YOU ARE READING
How Do You Feel?
PoetryJust some stuff I came up with according to my emotions. I don't know doesn't really make sense.
