Feelings Poem by Alexius Jacobs

They make us who we are,
the moments of happiness that seep deep
into our memory.
The memory that we feed on for hope, for strength even
times of heartache
these feelings consume our thoughts and cloud our judgment
Emotion...
this thing inside me, that you all call emotion
is what breaks me most of the time and
with each crack
those happy moments slip right through and are
forgotten.
I try to catch them but each time
those words are the words that stop my every move.
Try, just try to bring more memories of joy, peace and love
so they can replace what I feel
which is hurt that you...Blurt.