![]() FeelA Poem by Eli Stohl![]() "To feel a cold and burning tear, trickle down my cheek."![]() I step out of the car And I walk inside my home Feet dragging No, I never would have known That I’m leaving them all Behind me But I’m leaving them all Behind me And as I shut my bedroom door And I lean back against it My eyes are welling up My hands balling into fists, it Hurts To feel a cold and burning tear Trickle down my cheek But I sniffle only once Exactly once And I lean my head back against the wood The gentle thud inviting my demons My mood changing like the seasons But there is no valid reason to Feel The way I feel And my thoughts start pouring out Just like an overflowing cup Filled with smooth black liquid That stains It stains everything around And as it overflows it leaves Blackened streaks Like blood-stained sheets The tears that leak Staining my innocent cheeks Much like the once clean Backseat Of a brand new car But there’s been a murder inside A murder of emotions And now, these emotions play on repeat Inside my head I can’t stop this dread I might as well be dead ‘Cause There is no promised land I can’t just fake a happy ending I can’t just fake a turning point In which suddenly The cup still flows But my thoughts start to slow No So I lean my head back against the wood The gentle thud inviting my demons My mood changing like the seasons And there still is no valid reason to Feel The way I feel But I crawl up into bed The darkness turning all my friends Into shadows I once knew But now I can’t see past my nose And in their darkened clothes I can’t see them And they can’t see me So I sleep another night And let my nightmares And my fright Weaken me Once more And when I wake up on the floor Blood stained and beaten Guts and gore Nothing around me There isn’t a door There never is An escape It takes me longer than normal To see That whatever’s in front of me Is not real It’s never real So when I close my eyes and sleep Another nightmare finding me I wait it out like I did the last And in hoping it will pass I find I’ve made it through the night Another dark and dreadful Night I get up and begin my day Only to find that in every way It’s the exact same thing Always the exact Same thing So as I open my bedroom door And I lean back against it My eyes are welling up My hands balling into fists, it Hurts To feel a cold and burning tear Trickle down my cheek But I sniffle only once Exactly once And I place one foot over the threshold The gentle thud inviting my demons My mood changing like the seasons But there is no valid reason to Feel The way I feel And as I step back into my car Turn the key and start the engine Arms lagging And this time I know That I’m leaving it all Behind me But for some reason I’m still not happy That I’m leaving it all Behind me And now my thoughts are boxing up Like water draining from a cup The smooth black liquid Receding It’s left more stains And it’s left more streaks That have turned to scars And all of this is a result of how I Feel © 2017 Eli Stohl |
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