It was like a worn down weight had just
settled on my shoulders.
I was just waiting for a warm embrace
to take the pain away,
But yet no one came.
The taste of my loss taste so bitter and rotten.
The sweatiness and ickiness fills my stomach every time I swallow.
I feel so plain and bland like my life was just astray.
While I hear the crunch under my feet,
As I walk along the road of all my
feelings leaving my bitter soul.
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Emotions Are Power
PoetryThe power of emotion is one that exceeds all. It has the power to change for the better and even sometimes for the worse. It has the power to push people so they can succeed, or crash and burn. Emotions are a blessing and a curse...but I'll let you...
