Do you ever feel…

Do you ever feel
like you can’t reach out,
like nobody will understand
what you’re all about.

Do you ever feel
like you don’t fit in,
and you wish you could change
all your thoughts within.

Do you ever feel
like the world waves you away,
as if you don’t matter
like you’ve nothing to say.

Do you ever feel
like you’re doing it all wrong,
and no matter what you try
you still don’t feel strong.

Do you ever feel
like you’re hopelessly lost,
but you still try to continue,
knowing what giving up costs.

Do you ever feel
like a failure or mistake,
going through the motions
even when your enthusiasm is fake.

Do you ever feel
like you just can’t get things right,
but you know you can’t surrender;
not without a fight.

Do you ever feel
like you shouldn’t say a word,
because everyone might think
your words are just absurd.

Do you ever feel
like you hold back all your grief,
and you wish in desperation
for a minute of relief.

Do you ever feel
like nobody will understand,
and you wish for somebody
to come along and hold your hand.

Do you ever feel
like someone should listen,
but at long last, you realize
you are no magician.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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Sometimes I feel like I’m walking on mars…

Sometimes I feel like
I’m walking on mars,
out here under
a million stars.

Life as I once knew it
just doesn’t exist;
the air is similar
still, my questions persist.

Infinite considerations
light up the midnight sky,
wonders aplenty
yet not a single answer why.

The intrigue alone
steals my breath away;
if only I could harness the stars
I might find my way.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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You will, you always will…

Not everyone
will be able to feel my words,
and most will likely
never grasp their full meaning.
But you will, you always will
because you’re the ink
surging through my veins,
and you’re the color
of all my affections.

© 2022 Michelle Cook


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From a sliver of a moon

I dangled dangerously from a sliver of a moon
to search the land and silvery seas.
But even with my old trusty telescope,
I couldn’t seem to find you through the trees.

So I leapt onto a gust of westward winds
and sailed away on a stray pink cloud.
And now I’m living on a dandelion petal
doing things I’ve never been allowed.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


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