Feelings?
What are those?
Are they the words we eat and breathe?
The toxicity of our souls?
The rotters of our hearts?
How horrifyingly gruesome they must be.
to force upon a person.
"I like you"
"I don't"
'' I hate you"
"I did it for you"
"How could you"
"I care about you more than I care for myself"
How these feelings must be foreign,
a stranger to the mind.
A trickster to the body,
and the replayed mistake throughout our time.
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PoetrySmall poems with no real meanings from a writer lost in dreaming. Also, for even better poems... go read Arlahndo's poems called "The Withdrawal Effect."
