What are feelings?
Is it something we touch?
Is it something we tast?
Is it something we see?
Is it even something at all?
Is it even for me?
When I look---my eyes bleed
When I touch---my hands bleed
When I bleed---I can see
Everything around me---everything
From the heavens to the sea
A world I feel---I feel nothing for me...
My heart dose not race.
When I hold someone tight
My soul dose not brace.
When I begin to see the light
I am empty---I am out of place
of the feelings I wish to tast.
Give me your feelings---I can not have
This empty hole---give me a plug
To cover up my numb soul...
I want to know, what it is you feel
So someday I will know---what its like
To heal one whole---please let me feel...
Numb---how can one feel numb
If numb feels nothing---Feeling nothing
is nothing to feel---When numb is nothing
You feel something.
My feelings I do have---but they hide
Like feeling sad---to ones self,
I am glad---I am greatful I feel
Nothing---something to feel
something to have...