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There is a strange pain inside, Or some type of emotion. I don't really want to feel it But on the other hand I do I'm not sure what to call it It isn't one of the few emotional friends that used to visit me late at night Those were more violent More sad More depressed This one is sorta calm Yet sorta hurtful Sorta lost There is a weird comfort in this one I can almost get lost in it. And don't really want to let it go I must look ridiculous Sitting in the shower, Naked, With towel on my head, The shower door open 137 at night, Or in the morning, Or whatever What am I doing here? I want to hold onto this moment Get lost in the emotion Make him, Or her, Or whatever this is, My dear and close friend Stay Maybe it will help me to change, Find myself again Or maybe it will help me get lost in this weird mess of a life And I won't have to figure out anything... Or come back again.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC
a strange emotion
There is a strange pain inside, Or some type of emotion. I don't really want to feel it But on the other hand I do I'm not sure what to call it It isn't one of the few emotional friends that used to visit me late at night Those were more violent More sad More depressed This one is sorta calm Yet sorta hurtful Sorta lost There is a weird comfort in this one I can almost get lost in it. And don't really want to let it go I must look ridiculous Sitting in the shower, Naked, With towel on my head, The shower door open 137 at night, Or in the morning, Or whatever What am I doing here? I want to hold onto this moment Get lost in the emotion Make him, Or her, Or whatever this is, My dear and close friend Stay Maybe it will help me to change, Find myself again Or maybe it will help me get lost in this weird mess of a life And I won't have to figure out anything... Or come back again.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC
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