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.