Emotions, they are
weird,
They are all around us, not
just in somebody's face or expression,
within ourselves, within
the way we speak, our thoughts,
our personalities.
The feeling we call happy, surrounds
you in its grasp, lets
anyone and anything in to make you
smile, laugh, or just feel
emotion.
Thats the trick.
The opening arms of our happiness is deceiving,
Is it good?
Is it bad?
Is it merely a metaphor?
When happiness, opens its arms to
sadness.
Lets it in.
Makes it feel
at home.
How do we know?
How do we know when the sadness just
becomes
too
much?
Taking us over, minute
by
minute?
Making us feel,
emotionless?
Thats the trick, as
we all know happiness it too pure, too
kind to
say
no.
So when happiness lets sadness in,
thats when we start to feel,
almost numb.
Where did happiness go?
Did it just pack up and leave?
Why do I now lie here, feeling nothing, yet
everything?
I wish sadness had open arms like happiness,
maybe it would let happiness back in.
But no.
Sadness closes its arms around us, letting
absolutely
no
one, in.
And thats why, however hard we try,
however hard we
claw at our feelings,
abuse them,
torture them,
making us feel
alone,
we can
never escape
emotions.
