Cliché of Feeling

Tonight,

Let me be honest with you, baby

I somehow feel empty, superficially

I feel like being tired with the sound of the world,

the feels of the polluted wind,

And the unexplainable rationale of everything that’s in here

I somewhat feel exhausted

Tonight,

Let me be honest with you, baby

This is one of the uneasy nights

I’m sorry but I cannot find comfort with words spoken

I feel like struggling a battle I don’t know where and what

I’m sorry I can’t give you tight hugs

for I cannot give one to myself as well

I cannot give something I don’t have, right?

But tonight,

Let me tell you another,

Despite those thoughts,

I still find something blooming within for you and me

I can’t explain

It’s like I want to drop the call because I’m too wasted for an argument

But then I still want to hold on for I feel a bit lighter with your voice

It’s like I want to kick you for your irate mood

But then I would likely prefer to hug you and ease the pain of your illness

It’s like I’m in two sides of the world at once

I’m happy with what makes me sad

But I definitely feel complete

I write based on experience. If you have read my poems then you have seen me naked.

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