Feeling drunk
in this state of unknowing.
Feeling lost
on this road we were supposed to travel together.
Feeling broken
for I had rebuilt myself on your foundation,
because mine could no longer hold me.
Feeling worthless
as I watch from friend's eyes
while you carry on without a stagger in your breath.
Feeling.
All these feelings:
Home in your arms,
Safe in your presence,
Happiness for once.
These are what got me in trouble.
Maybe I feel too much.
I wish I had never felt anything at all.
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What I Know to be True
PoetryA collection of poems by a person whom is trying to collect her pieces up off the ground.