My feelings have left me
I have no more
Falsities
are all I have left
A memory of what I once had.
I search and seek for any
emotions
I have left.
I can only find one
but it has become a
weapon
against me.
My only weakness
is
my greatest treasure.
I try to share it
but
people take advantage of it
and me.
It soon seems that I would be
better off without it.
My last feeling seems useless
although
it is what I need to survive.
I stumble about in sheer darkness
trying to define
all I have left.
looking
searching
seeking
my only true emotion......
Love.
