Why Must I Feel

Why Must I feel? How do I repair? What is Love? Is it even there? Am I human? I feel different Demons staring me in the face But it feels like they're in the distance My heart beats, but why? I don't have a reason I've felt more sadness than happiness Old wounds still bleeding She's gone, I've dated since But I still miss her Kill them with kindness So I show love in my poetical words I feel sad I feel angry I feel mad I feel happy I feel confused I need help Depression leaves me abused I hide from myself This poem sucks It's nothing special I'm trying to make it I won't settle Tomorrow comes Yesterday goes Crying from the pen To overcome today's woes Why Must I feel? How do I repair? What is Love? Is it even there?