A feeling is such a simple thing
It's so simple most people wouldn't think
Much about it when it appears
It's only once it disappears
That we realize
How it's absence makes everything seem surreal
We recognize how much of a paradise
it is, to feel
I wouldn't know whether many or none
Knows how it feels when no feelings are to come
To the surface, nothing has purpose
Not even the sun
The darkness delves into a loud mind
Mutes it and tosses it from side to side
The brain is silenced and lying on the ground
The door of emotion is sealed
The darkness won and the sun is gone
Philosophers will forever try, with word and sound
To describe how it feels
To be mindlessly numb
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
A feeling is such a simple thing
It's so simple most people wouldn't think
Much about it when it appears
It's only once it disappears
That we realize
How it's absence makes everything seem surreal
We recognize how much of a paradise
it is, to feel
I wouldn't know whether many or none
Knows how it feels when no feelings are to come
To the surface, nothing has purpose
Not even the sun
The darkness delves into a loud mind
Mutes it and tosses it from side to side
The brain is silenced and lying on the ground
The door of emotion is sealed
The darkness won and the sun is gone
Philosophers will forever try, with word and sound
To describe how it feels
To be mindlessly numb
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