Good Feelings Poem by Laura arwen

I have so
much desire to
stay alone on
my own in
my home
Now the good
feelings are dead
The good feelings
don't belong to
me
It's difficult to
have constantly this
feelings
The access to
good feelings is
limited
I'm embarrassed to
have good feelings
Sometimes I don't
follow the good
feelings because they
are too lively
I'm not prepared
enough to receive
the good feelings
They are very
deep
In some moments
I contempt them
because they are
a special positivity
Sometimes they seem
too strong and
too vigorous
They are unusual
and strangers for
me because they
are inconceivable for
my soul
They briefly interrupt
the destruction but
they aren't a
complete relief
I'm not prepared
for them and
they can't be
my medicine
They are the
temple of the
happiness
They comfort and
encourage people
In some occasion
they are a
victory