My Conflicting Emotions

I want to tell you how I feel deep down, Deep inside my mind, I want to show you my emotional light, But I’m afraid of what I’ll find, Because, when I sat, with a pen and paper, And waited for my muse, I waited for hours, in complete silence, For any emotive news, No happy, no sad, no desire or drive, Nope, nothing through the night, I think my pencil was sadder than me, Because it didn’t get to write, But then I realised why my page was empty, Why it wasn’t writing anymore, It’s because my conflicting emotions, Are busy fighting a tug of war. You see, my happy rumbles with my sad, As disgust battles with delight, Leaving me, emotionally, all alone, Since my emotions are in a fight, So, if only “lonely from my feelings”, Was a feeling I could reveal, Then I could write my feels to read, my friend, I could tell you that I feel.