The Art of Feelings

One More Little Feeling

I am Lonely.
I hate feeling Lonely.

I am Hurting.
But I hate feeling Hurt.

I am Sad.
But I hate feeling Sad.

I surround myself with people,
Blonde, black, brunette, red,
Blue, hazel, brown, green,
And roses and arrays of life and beauty.

But none is ever true enough,
To stop the Lonely feeling.

None ever cares enough,
To end all the Hurt,

None ever tries enough,
To see all the emptiness,
The sorrow,
The misery,

Like the smile
That never truly fills all that emptiness
In its eyes,
Deep down inside.

Because after all, it is just





One More Little Feeling, deep down inside.


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