Borrowed Emotions

i’m so tired of all the yelling
and the screaming and attitudes
but its better than where we don’t talk
where we ignore the problems
pretend they don’t exist
she thinks her mother is killing her
but the truth is there is still love
i have no more love left for him
i don’t even feel love from him anymore
he doesn’t want me or care for me
at least her mother still cares
even if she doesn’t believe it
i wish she would appreciate what she has
she has truth, where i have lies and facades
pretend everything is fine
smile for the crowd and wave
like the royal family parading for the world
i want to escape the facade
that has become my life
i want to know what real love is
or if not love than real hate
i just feel nothing
can i borrow an emotion?

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January 4, 2004

You are beatiful. And your words find a similiar resonance within my own life. Well written and powerfully stated.