Emotions are blue
Emotions aren’t real
Electronic impulses are why we feel
That pain in your heart
From your brain it did start
Keep telling yourself this
And life will be bliss
Deceived, not thinking
Allowing the sinking
Of morals and defenses
Lost are your senses
Stripped of pretenses
What is this emotion
Is it just another notion
Love or lust
Should or must
Feeling the thrust
The desire brought on by trust
Inside about to combust
You’ve been used
Abused, you’re confused
Feeling bruised
Thought you were mused
You were rused
Left alone
Feeling you must atone
Should have known
Nothing after the last groan
Why would they want you
Just another screw
Nothing new
Emotions are blue
I can feel your pain through this poem, and it says so much about what you're feeling. For me, I've never had a one night stand, and I don't think that I'd like to plan on having one, but hey, only time will tell when I do have it. You feel like you're just being used for the sexual pleasures of what other guys may want out of you, and that may be sexually pleasurable for a while as it lasts, but after when it's all done, it could be like, "What the hell?" I don't think that I'm being accurate on what I'm saying here in this critique, but at least it's what I think.
Appears melancholic if you ask me but nonetheless, great write! Thanx for sharing...