All alone
There is something under layers of skin
Something that pierces through bone
The cause of turbulence in ourselves
Feelings
The thing that leaves a bittersweet taste in your mouth
The weights in your pockets when you are trying to swim.  
So to get rid of these complex feelings
We isolate our selves on islands
All alone
Waiting for someone to notice we left
Soon it hurts too much to know, we were forgotten
So we bottled up our feelings and sent them off into the ocean and silently prayed someone would find them.
Everyone asks whats the matter
Your reply was always
I can't tell you
It's nothing
I'm just, tired
Because even if you give them the bottle
They break the glass
They don't handle your feelings gently like they are something precious
They toss them away like a discarded bottle of beer
So we keep them to ourselves in fear that they will break.
And to keep our mind from wondering into that corner where we put the things that are not wanted
Like the child with the dunce cap forever sentenced to the fate of the corner
We focus on others feelings
Yeah I might not be happy, but you are so its ok.
If you're happy, I should be
How are you doing
Are you okay
Are you having fun
Do you need anything
Slowly
Painfully slow
You're losing feelings
You push them away like a child who refuses to eat their dinner
Slowly slipping into a void.
A black hole
With nothing left
Except a bottle