Feelings

Loneliness presses its head into my heart So that even in a crowded room I am all alone. It pushes forward into my soul, Leaving me hollow and void. It creeps into the pit of my stomach, There it feeds on my fears and sorrows. It fills my whole body with an ache Which cannot be described. Sorrow fills my heart and soul at once Such force staggers my mind and body. It grows and mounts, never dying. Always feeding on all the pain in my life Finally, I feel as though I could burst. Anger pierces and clings to what Loneliness and sorrow leave behind. It steadily mounts until I find an outlet to explode through. Once the cycle ends, it begins anew.