I am numb to such emotions.
I do not cry at funerals.
I do not feel sorry for the lost.
I can understand the sentiments buried on their face.
I can feel the pain they show,
but I do not feel it in my own heart.
But today I cried for a friends loss.
Something I have never done.
I wanted to help her,
to ease her suffering.
I did not cry because I felt her loss,
nor did I pity her.
I felt betrayed,
and selfishly mourned for myself.
This poem is meant to feel controversial since feelings are fickle things and more than one emotion can surface from something so simple.