When feelings do not have a name,
What do they become?
As much as I try, I plead to take away their
Importance in my Mind. My life.
But They exist alone.
Entirely. On. Their. Own.
Uncontainable.
They do not need me to confirm or deny their existence.
They simply float
and lurk
Wherever I look. In every which direction,
Left Right
Up
Down
I’ll let them be because if I don’t, they will only
Grow until They engulf me up in nameless flames.