Stale

by Akela   Oct 16, 2005


This feeling is stale
It's the one that makes my mouth dry, and achy
It's like a sting that has become dull
Yet it is throbbing in the background
It still hurts so bad
Yet I have learned to deal
My hiding places inside
The ones where I shove my emotions
They are full, and over loaded
My emotions are spilling over
But not in the right places
I am not longer denying myself
I have accepted the facts
That is what makes me so sad
But this feeling is not new
It still makes me ache
It makes me so mad
That it's not going away
It's getting so old
And more indescribable by the minute
I clench my teeth
Willing it away
Trying so hard to make it disappear
It's hopeless
It's all the same
I still think that one-day
After I am done clenching my teeth
And hoping it's all a lie
It won't exist
This stale old feeling
That seems indestructible
It will be gone

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