Emotions compiled and mutilated
Those of which that need to be facilitated

Lost and confused
Lonely and abused

Once again in a mist
An emotional Abyss

Perplexing as this sounds
I am very ground

But when its crazy
And a bit hazy

Sometimes the only words to use
Are the one's you dont want to lose

Emotions are hard enough, to explain...
Let alone to ascertain

But when they are restricted
I get so conflicted

And restricted or not
I am still caught

In something I cannot control
And fit into this mold

With these thoughts which I cannot express
But have to with this paper and pen

My escape, my refuge,
In this way i cannot lose

Emotions are expressed
Like petals of a rose on my breast

Beautiful, soft, and concrete
Like satin sheets underneath

Things that sound so nice
Really don't suffice

So, even with this paper and pen
Even then...

I am conflicted
 
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