Emotions

February 14, 2018

Happiness, you know what I mean.

The joyous feeling you get when you smell chocolate chips baking, or finding a twenty dollar bill on the ground.

But I ask what is that?

Hope, you know what I mean.

The astonising bright light, ignited in your soul after find out your healthy.

But I ask what is that?

Anger, you know what I mean.

The powerful wave of crushing emotion, feeling only the need to inflict pain on those around you.

But I know that.

Disappointment, you know what I mean.

The suffocating feeling paired with regret.

Neverending void of frustration and the inevitable.

But I know that.

Vulnerability, you know what I mean.

The raw and naked form of loneliness,

That feeling of having no barriers to hide what you think or feel.

But I know that.

Hopelessness, you know what I mean.

Feeling yourself curl up

into your self even more.

The desperation of wanted to do but can't.

But I know that.

Fear, you know what I mean.

The darkness that not only resides,

In your closet but in the folding of your mind.

But I know that.

Depression, you must know what I mean.

A deadly combination of all

I have named that I deal with

everyday and know.

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