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Unwanted Feelings

They are coming back.
I'm not ready for this.
No one told to me prepare for them.
Should I adjust my heart?
Should I spell a cast to protect it;
From them?
Another war.
Another struggle.
They are coming back.
Should I just hope to forget
About it?
Or spent all night thinking about it?
Ah, I remember those days...
When they were nice to me.
When they made me feel special
Made me feel...important?
But, who are 'they'?
It's not a human being.
Nor a thing.
They are coming back.
They. The feelings
The feelings that used to keep in company;
While I was lonely.
Or scared in the dark.
Those feelings that dance next to me;
To my favorite song.
Which they turn out to be 'bad' feelings.
Those 'bad' feelings now are hidden somewhere.
In my heart.
Kept down there in the dark.
Well, trying to hide .
They are starting to emerge;
From deep down.
They are coming back.
Those same feelings, made me sick too
Made me feel guilty
And lonely. (I know, life sucks )
And mad. And sad. And wanted to disappear.
Not mad at me,( un milagro, no?)
At her.
At her, it's her fault.
She is the one who made me feel this way;
The one that made me feel important.
Made me feel special.
Her.
For being amazingly beautiful.
Thanks to her, they are coming back
The feelings are coming back.
This unwanted feelings that damaged me;
Are coming back.