Life's Jolly Little Journey

Life’s Jolly Little Journey
30-8-15

She distanced herself from feelings that felt too fearful,
From feelings that felt too fretful,
From feelings that felt.
Now she is left with nothing but numbness and logic
To aid her in her life’s jolly little journey;
Nothing but discomfort, disease, distaste and distance.

What is a feeling to her, what should she be feeling?
Are feelings always fraught with frugal fear,
Are they supposed to bring copious tears from full eyes,
Or are they meant to always allow jolly jumps of joy?
What is a feeling for her?

She’s been a droid for so long she’s forgotten the finer feelings of life.
No longer does a scenic sunset send shivers through her soul,
No more do mornings dawn with possibilities and potential – they are there
To be forgotten,
As are afternoons – they are merely minor nuisances.

She distanced herself from big feelings,
Because depression stole the good and left only the bad,
And now she no longer feels the little things she should feel.
Her heart no longer beats in like-mindedness with her soul and spirit,
And when the spirit and soul should be moved her heart remains granite.