Fell Ings Poem by Raziel Baptiste

Feelings
What is it that I'm feeling,
I was believing in someone else
Now what I felt is bleeding
Well it was worth - not really
I can't tell the difference.

Reaching - for something else
At first you was so inviting
Now it's something I can't tell
Hearing the melodies of meloncoly to be thy self.

Grab the liquor off the shelf
And indulge within the waves
Of sweet or bitter burning sensation underway.

Replacing my pain with more pain
Laughing but it's not ok
Insecurities are taking over
I'll sleep, deal with it another day

Procrastination - my best friend