Never Felt Before
April 18, 2009
Never have I heard,
Never have I seen,
This is so new
To me.
To feel this way,
Is different than
The ways I
Have felt before.
In the past there,
There has been,
Confusion, anger,
Sadness, anxiety.
This feels like those and more.
I can’t even pin it down.
Don’t eat much,
Exhausted without reason.
This takes my energy
Without my permission,
I don’t even know
What it is.
Things aren’t,
How they should be.
This just isn’t
What is right.
Every time there’s
Some good, it leaves.
Every time there’s a
Glimmer of hope, it flees.
Am I not meant to have,
Happiness, life, love?
How does this shout,
“God loves us all!”
I don’t know why,
He could watch this,
Is it entertaining,
Or is he knocked out?
I want to shout out,
I want to break down.
I will lose my mind
If one more person I know dies.
Death can come in many,
Ways: emotional and physical,
As well as spiritual and even
Complete mental homicide can occur.
This is what I seek to know.
The answer is all I want shown.
Let me know my life
Has meaning.
I can’t keep going like,
This, this way.
It’s all in ruins,
It’s in shambles.
Every time I build it back up,
An earthquake comes and
Collapses my life,
Or whatever I’ve tried to build.
How I feel right now,
Is different than how I’ve
Felt before, and I still can’t
Understand what it is.
This feeling is not joy,
This feeling is not sadness.
I truly can’t comprehend
What the hell this is.
It frustrates me,
And drives me down.
I want to be able,
To just fall apart.
I need a good thing to come and stay.
I’m sick of previews.
I want the real thing.
Not a cheap defective imitation.
Days go by without solace,
Weeks go by without change.
Why is it this way
When it shouldn’t be?
Never felt this before,
It’s new to me.
I don’t understand
Yet it’s somehow familiar.
I feel it deep,
No scrub can get it out.
No therapy or drug will heal it
Or fill in the hole.
It’s there and there’s
No way to fill it.
The removed is gone and
I’m wide open for the world to see.
Yet still no one understands me,
No one gets how I work.
Why are they so ignorant when
I’ve laid the best clues I could?
This rant isn’t enough,
I still feel it,
What I’ve wanted
Will never come.
I receive what I don’t
Want and wish for what
I can’t possibly have.
I can never be happy.
I guess it’s time
To just give in.
Let go and move on,
There’s nothing left here,
I have two options now.
I can either turn to some
God I cannot trust and
Will never understand
Or I can simply
End it all now.
I can easily take that step,
That final step.
About the Creator
Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)
Since 1991, this compassionate writer has grown through much adversity in life. One day it will culminate on his final day on Earth, but until then, we learn something new every day and we all have something to offer to others as well.
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