My emotions are parasitical.
They drain the sparkle from my eyes,
leaving nothing but a smiling shell
of a hollow face.
My pain stems from the opportunities.
Whether they’re taken, or not,
mind empty of thought:
belief of being free
reality of being caught.
People experience pain differently.
I might have a parasite,
But you could have a false knight,
Or suffer from a wolf bite
Feelings bottled, dynamite.
My emotions are parasitical.
But, I’m still here.