Some days I wish I knew emotions.
I want to feel the numbing warmth of love,
The pang of heartbreak.
I want to know the joy of friendship,
The bliss of belonging,
The comfort in others.
I want to feel the stabbing of grief,
I want to feel the coolness of the breeze,
The heat of the summer.
I want to feel something,
Anything,
Anything other than the things I already know.
Anything other than the blind loss,
Pained guilt,
Joyless pleasures,
Dark emptiness.