Thing

This thing I feel,

It's unlike any other emotion I have ever had.

It scares off a sunny day,

and brings along with it a tornado.

I can't describe it,

but it does hurt.

It ruins a good mood,

and trades it for one with rain clouds.

This thing not only hurts those around me,

but it hurts my very soul--

and for some odd reason I tend to like it,

I want it around,

but at the same time my heart screams to let go.

I don't expect one to understand,

especially when I can't grasp it just yet.

~KB

Author's Note

Thoughts?

Reviews

[BrynnaW.]

After reading some rather broken poetry, I am glad I came across your poem. Though it is sad, it captures depression very well or, at least, the feeling of overall emptiness like hanging in the balance. You have a complete idea and you executed it nicely. However, I feel you can get deeper. I feel like you can expand on this feeling, and make the reader feel it too. Great job.

[SleepiePenguin]

Thank you for liking and commenting, I'll be sure to take your words for good use!