feeling... poem

my feels hurt...there say love

but do i hear it..no, coz my love is no more...

watching the sky rip in to...

and metal away....

waiting for me to fly away...

i can't feel love no more....

i don't understand why but i can't hear you coll me....

is it just me or is it just how i feel

break

died

or

lost

there mean the same to me...

wish i can't make...

goodbye sky

goodbye world

goodbye love

my feels hurt....for hate

but hate is not me

hate is evil

i is not evil

i'm good

i think

i am

or i am

not....

my feels mean something to me

but what are there

love?

hate?

hope?

life?

means all the same to me...