Chord Cutter

A feeling is all I am. That sadness in my gut. It permeates from everything inside me But I’ve been told that gut is really my head I still feel it in my gut. When I smile, truly smile, It is when I see her. Although I only see her with my eyes shut. Despite being told the sight, is really a thought. I still shut my eyes and see A feeling is all I am. I am sick inside Alone Coping with a promise of significance, Broken. Yearning for the days Of floating. I was a fish in a tiny sea once. Now I am a god in a godless Universe A feeling is all I am