emotions

emotions

A Poem by hayley smith

You play with my emotions as if I feel nothing
Well I can tell you I feel everything that you throw at me
I hate that I can feel it
I sometimes just think of cutting off all my emotions
Not temporarily
But permanently
It would save me so much trouble
So much heartache
And save my confidence in myself
But that never happen will it?
Cause I to weak to do it
I feel as if there is someone that cares for me
That wants me to be happy
And to feel loved
Or at least wanted
To feel my emotions like I should be
But it never happen because I let you keep tormenting me
Making me feel unloved
And feel unwanted
Making me feel the emotions that I shouldn't be feeling
I shouldn't let everything you do get to me
But I do and I dont know why
But I do know that I have to stop it
Here and now before I too far gone
And not able to save myself
Not being able to save my emotions

 

© 2009 hayley smith


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Compartment 114
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hey, emotions are just a part of life, the good and the bad; I cut off my emotions for six years, and truthfully, i got in twice as much trouble than I did before, no i didnt have to deal with emotional problems (not the usual ones t least), but when I started to feel emotions again, i didn't know how to deal with it! I was miserable for the first four or five months after I allowed emotions back into my life, the reason being because I had missed six years of experiencing emotions and what they do to you... Anyways I'll stop here, but ur poem is a very good read, it flows nicely

Posted 15 Years Ago


Such an emotional write here,
This is well expressed!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on November 13, 2009

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hayley smith
hayley smith

zanesville, OH



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my mom abandon me .my dad always sleeps and when hes awake all he dose is yell at me for no reson my poems are depressing cause i only write when i'm depressed which is vary often .. more..

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