brianna jean zeiger

what does it feel like- i wish i knew.

unloved.

not loved or cherished.

my conscious floods with this word.

is this what i am

or what i feel?

i cant bare to grasp,

to feel,

to know,

to accept,

what being loved

feels like.

 

unworthy.

lacking value; undeserving,

why do i feel this way?

why do I feel so

undeserving of

love,

affection,

loyalty.

 

my mind races,

endlessly

making eternal,

never ending,

infinite,

spirals in my head.

 

why do i have the ability to feel hatred,

but the inability to feel,

deserving

of

being

loved?

 

why does being loved

feel like something

so,

unfathomably difficult

to

endure?