Emotions Poem by Alicia Meyers

I don't know how to share emotions. How to share them with a crowd or on a single page; I feel as if nothing can convey through myself, as if my sentiments are nothing towards how I really feel when I'm contented or in rage. My eyes in fact do water and my heart does drown in its sorrow. But wasting the time of day for just waiting for another tomorrow? I cannot live a life full of lies and despair: waiting for the phone to ring in hope that it's you, my heart and soul does not belong to enjoyment in such precision for a repair. A hollowed heart becomes heavy within my chest, no matter who tries to fight it, it's just hopeless. I don't know how to live anymore, how to sleep at night, how to wake up and feel weight on my shoulders with no say of how it's become a burden on me. I cannot turn into a sympathetic human being with one snap of a finger, showing emotions isn't hard but when I'm showing someone else my feelings for them, it could and couldn't be clearer to see. I choose to not show expressions that in such cherish ways help this creature of I, distinguish how hard it can be to fall in love or to trust someone, even on a type of subject: seeing eye to eye. All I know is that emotions' have their way of saying 'I care enough to see you every day. I care enough to love you in every single damn way. I care enough to be with you, as a friend or more.' Emotions can lead to happiness, sadness, or any other type; of course they are emotions and every single person has them, you just have to know which door.