One Last Feeling

Is it too bad to feel?

What’s within, but buried!

Buried under layers of dried off leaves, dead butterflies, bee stings, paper cuts, head injuries, Broken bones and a broken heart

Buried hurt of the leftover hairspray from last night

Hurt from a word, inching and pinching through the slime inside the brain

Hurt from a new look on an old face, and an old smell on a new neck 

Hurt that’s undone by a walk in the rain Or one gaze at the stars in the sky?

But how can you feel?

Under the carbon-aged layers of hurt and pain

Hurt that looks like sediments in glacial plain

Hurt that can only be seen when nobody’s looking

Hurt that shows in the wrinkles next to the eyes and are thickened with every pulled up smile

Hurt from the thought of death while looking at the one you love

Tell me how to feel

Tell me how, because I don’t feel anymore.