What If:
What if…
emotion was fake.
No smiles or frowns,
with nothing at stake.
Living worry free.
But to what degree?
What if…
we didn't feel pain.
A bite from a bee,
with no harm or gain.
Just living our lives,
free from mental cries.
What if…
we didn't feel fear.
Trembling all night,
the voices we hear.
Not stuck in a hole,
we are in control.
What if…
we didn't feel mad.
Yelling at our friend,
fighting with our dad.
Self hatred no more,
don’t call me a wh*re.
What if…
we didn't feel sad.
No recollection,
why we can’t be glad.
To forget those years,
an end to our tears.
What if…
we didn't feel life…
Now stop it right there,
please put down that knife.
That WON’T bring relief.
It WON’T stop the grief.
What if…
HAPPINESS, we felt.
Just take a deep breath,
don’t let yourself melt.
Just let yourself feel
I promise you'll heal.
Copyright © Becca Katz | Year Posted 2015
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