Preference

Preference If the feeling that I’m feeling Made some sense, I would agree That the purpose of the feeling Would have benefits for me But this feeling that I’m feeling What it is, I do not know All I know is that I’m feeling Not like I did days ago And this feeling that I’m feeling I don’t trust it, not a bit Doesn’t matter if I’m standing Lying down, or if I sit Yes, this feeling that I’m feeling I don’t know, but it is weird Why is it that I am feeling Things I know that should be feared? Oh, this feeling, Lord, please help me Let it stop, no, let it be Wait, I think I need a moment Fear has just now turned to glee How do I control this feeling? It’s unruly, it is wild I should find the strength to tame it I prefer it calm and mild But this feeling that I’m feeling Really has a strong appeal So I cowardly surrender With an eagerness to feel. Wendy Nipas