I feel. A writing I did last night.

I Feel.

In my head I feel alone.
In my skin I feel out of place.
At work I feel disconnected.
With my family I feel like the oddball.
With my children I feel unloved.
In a crowd I feel forgotten.
With the young I feel out dated.
In my heart I feel pain.
With my friends I feel liked for a second.
But most of all I feel pain and alone.
My scars run deep and no one can ever imagine what it is like.
I fight daily to carry on.
I wake tired.
I wake to memories still fresh.
I wake to constant noise in my head.
I wake to constant longing to be accepted.
I love for love.
But mostly I just feel pain and loneliness everyday!

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