Feeling-less Feelings
Another unfinished poem
Stares back from the screen
Stares back from the page
Another word with no emotion
It's all fake pain
It's all fake rage
Another re-realization
She is a fraud
She is a fake
Another tear filled rhyme
She can not feel
But she can make
Another comment on the power
Her heart has
Her hands hold
Another unstable person
She pulled out
She saw fold
Another lie told in the evening
You do not know
You would not guess
Another bloodshot midnight thought
She may feel pain
Shes such a mess
Another fake poem finished
Tell how it kills
Tell how it heals
Another unfinished poem
She can not write
When she feels
Stares back from the screen
Stares back from the page
Another word with no emotion
It's all fake pain
It's all fake rage
Another re-realization
She is a fraud
She is a fake
Another tear filled rhyme
She can not feel
But she can make
Another comment on the power
Her heart has
Her hands hold
Another unstable person
She pulled out
She saw fold
Another lie told in the evening
You do not know
You would not guess
Another bloodshot midnight thought
She may feel pain
Shes such a mess
Another fake poem finished
Tell how it kills
Tell how it heals
Another unfinished poem
She can not write
When she feels