These Feelings

These feelings.
They're always there.
Even when I don't
Want them to be.
I don't want to
Cry over them,
But I do.
I don't want to
Hurt myself,
Thinking it's my fault.
But yet I do.
These feelings
Of hurt and pride.
Their all mixed into one.
I'll cry when I'm alone.
Even though
I don't want to.
I'll hurt when I'm alone.
Even though
I hate to.
I'll let them get to me
When I'm alone.
Because that's what
I need to do.
I need to feel
These feelings
Although I don't want to.
I need to hurt
This much,
Because it keeps me alive.
I need to hurt,
Because it keeps me closer,
To the ones that've hurt me.
These feelings
Haunt me in my sleep,
They haunt me
As I awake.
These feelings of love,
These feelings of hurt,
These feelings of hate,
Circle in me,
Waiting for the
Right moment
To awaken.
Waiting for the right moment,
To show the world.
These feelings
Are what's in me.
Day in and
Day out.
These are the
Things I feel.
These are the
Things I need to feel.
This is my life.
These feelings
Are my life,
My love,
My everything.