feeling

I miss those feelings
feelings I don't get
to have anymore
making me wonder
wonder
what is worth
living for?

my skin is raw
but inside my heart
is bruised
calloused
drinking away
at my sorry excuses
for what I never did
wanting is futile
unless choices become
action
and I have waned
left it all
cold
but no lack of
self abuse
can replace a confident
smile
the one thing they took
without much
hesitation

I miss those feelings
feelings I don't get
to have anymore
making me wonder
wonder
what is worth
living for?