i feel especially bad
So bad, there are no words for it.
i feel it, but i can't say it.
This is bad, and it makes me feel worse.
So now, i feel very bad.
There are no more words to use, except...
Sad.
Yet another word that tastes like tofu and
Digests quicker than gatorade, but not as colourful.
These words are as plain as the bad i feel.
And the sad is just as blurry as
When you read it through tear-filled eyes
But my eyes are clear.
Many can see within me the wordless feeling,
But it has too many lines to give it any shape,
Like the wrinkles on the face of a downcast widow
Who has just realised to her horror that
Her newly buried husband still has the car keys.
Still, the feeling has not gone away.
If i could name this dread, i could know my opponent
Well enough to wrestle her to the ground, or run away.
Then, and only then, with all of that behind me,
i could go on and feel...feel...
Good?