Tell me how you feel
Right now,
Let me know the insides of your mind.
Don’t use your skull as a cell for your thoughts,
But rather a shelf that you got
To store your vast variety of emotions,
Like an ocean,
Carry me on a wave
Drifting toward shore,
My heart is sore for your information,
Soar with me above
And beyond your guard,
Lower it,
Show me how you feel.
Does the beat of your heart
Dictate your step
Like a drum?
Rumbling deep,
Mobilizing the music of your soul
Into the soles of your feet,
Who is it that hurt you?
Does your pulse frighten you
When you wake up?
When you realize,
Today you are alive,
Still alive,
Like last night’s plans unraveled,
Like your body should be buried underneath the gravel,
But it’s not.
I ask you how you feel,
You have a blank face,
Yours is a blank slate
On a blank page
In a pain state,
This process is painstaking,
I want to know how you feel.
I dont mean to pressure you,
It comes from love.
I love you more than a friend ever could,
The amount of tears I’ve shed
Over this situation
Would be able to fill
Every pill bottle you’ve ever emptied.
Look inside them
And you see the bottom,
Is that emptiness just your reflection?
Tell me how you feel,
They say it’s impossible to die in your dreams,
Is that why you don’t sleep?
I can’t ask you these questions in person,
So I ask them in a poem,
Maybe one day I can show you
How my stomach drops when my phone rings,
But not when I’m performing.
Nothing makes me more nervous
Than not knowing how your day went
Because all I want is for you to vent to me.
Seeing you hurt
And feeling your pain
Is drilling a hole into my brain,
Just tell me how you feel today.
Nothing is ever how it seems
Until you put it on paper
And decipher what it means,
So maybe you don’t have to tell me.
Writing a letter may feel better
So try that,
And I’ll read it with
the care and consideration of
A parent holding their child,
Nothing you think is too wild for me.
Tell me how you feel.
Every time you cry
My heart grows a size,
No I’m not the Grinch
I just hate when you lie
And once you finally speak your truth,
We’ll see more eye-to-eye,
Show me where all your demons hide,
And I’ll go seek.
Don’t bottle them up
’cause every new day that comes
The bottle shakes
Until it erupts and
Hits the ceiling,
So tell me how you’re feeling.
The fall to rock bottom
Is quick and sudden,
You will never see it coming,
But others do,
And we’ve tried to warn you,
But watching this fall
Is like a nightmare where you scream louder than a bomb,
But nobody can hear you until it’s too late.
Last time I was too late.
Last time,
I only started screaming
After
You walked on the edge of death.
So I lend an ear
For your words,
And a shoulder
For your tears,
Tell me of your accomplishments and of your fears,
Just tell me how you feel,
And I will listen.