What I Feel
What I feel, is
I feel lost.
I do not fit
I am not a thought.
I cannot speak
I cannot say
I’m always wrong,
And I continue to pay.
All I want is
All your love.
What I get
Is less than above.
I feel that I am not needed
I feel that I have been replaced
I feel we cannot move on
If we do not embrace.
I want you involved
With me and my life
But I feel I am not an interest
Like I was never your wife.
And so I cry
When I’m alone
And hope that someday
You will come along.
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I love this poem it’s pure like God’s soul.