Ladies and gentlemen,
at my behest,
I'd like you to know I'm an emotional mess,
it's not my request to not be at my best,
but as death is fed,
pain is what I must accept.
I'm confused and in disbelief of others feelings,
but it's what I'm seeing as it sends loved ones reeling,
I love my younger siblings with my own free will,
but I say emotional distress is shared outward,
not downhill,
think I'll show sadness with my brothers?,
you don't even know,
I only feel for others... inside I'm freezing cold,
to feelings I stomp my feet,
stand defiantly,
I crush any sadness by painting city streets,
I show my strength and my willingness to fight,
I overcome false sadness by bringing this pen to life.
© Steve Bertrand aka. stevieb 20111123
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