where do emotions go
when they became animals?
emotions of college dropout blues,
emotions of getting a midnight flu
emotions of a dysfunctional love,
resulting in getting papercuts
while writing divorce papers.
remember, the worst thorns of cuts,
will never be just a cut.
there’s a difference between being stabbed
and an accidental slice to the back.
but emotions can’t tell.
they are people too.
emotions of having a papercut,
emotions of petty political debates
between the corrupted and the cynic,
emotions of destroyed destiny,
emotions of the urge to kill.
but conscience made us the nicest people
when misanthropy hid behind heavens.
emotions of emotions of emotions
layered on top of one another
resembling sugar-coated thoughts,
dripped in blood and salty tears.
i hate everyone,
i hate everyone.
that feeling will disappear.
good feelings like this
are a spoonful of apathy
in endless conversation pieces
stained with spilt coffee.
i just hate everyone,
what a good feeling.