I don't often feel
Sad
And if I do
I can replace it
Quickly
With many things.
I have other
Feelings
That I prefer
And it isn't difficult
For me
To choose
Not
To be sad.
I do not
Cry
Partially because
I cannot
Easily.
Perhaps I am
Cried out?
I used to
Cry
But I don't
Now.
I have outlets
To release emotion
And a couple
People
To talk to.
I don't even have to tell people
About my problems
Because they are minor
And I feel
Odd
Awkward
Ashamed
To bring it up
Even if I am asked.
So even a friendly
Conversation
Helps
Even if the person is unaware
Of their impact
On my life.
I wonder
If these people know
How much I appreciate
Them
Love
Them
I want to help them.
With their worries
I want to improve their moods
But sometimes I need
Help
Myself.
Because no one
Is strong enough
Alone.

I worry.
I am not sure
Why.
There really is no reason
For me to be worried
But
I am.
I have always preferred
Logic
Over feelings
And sometimes
I wish logic would
Control
My feelings.
Because my worrying
Has no logic
No reason
Nothing
But if I can't use logic
What
Can I use?

Sometimes
If I don't spend enough time
With myself
The voice in
My head
Stops being
Mine.
Your voice
Is yours
Hold onto it
Don't take the voice
Of someone
Else.

I am always
Reaching
Stretching
Yearning
To hold you.
To touch you.
To love you.
But I always feel
Like I can't quite get
To you.
But.
I will never
Ever
Stop trying
To get to you
To change your life
To enrich you
To be with you
Even if I never can
I will always try
Should the day come
When you reach back.

Prejudice
Is the scourge
Of mankind.
We can
Hate
A person
Before we talk to them.
That is in no way
Right.
It is in every way
Wrong.
I want a different
Type
Of prejudice.
I want to pre-judge
Everyone
As beautiful
Lovely
Redeemed
Forgiven
And
I want to love them
Before I even speak to them
Or hear them speak.
Before I know their name.
Or who they are.
My very own
Prejudice.

He is alive.
My life is renewed.
My faith is restored.
He is alive.
I cannot be more
Happy
He is alive.
Everyday.
He saves.
He protects.
He sacrifices.
He forgives.
He cleanses.
What could possibly be
hateful
About that?

Physical distance
Bothers me.
But I can
Work with it
And deal with it.
Mental distance
*****.
I have trouble
Dealing with it
And working
With it.
I'm glad we don't have
The mental kind.