An Emotion or Two

There’s a dark lonely place where the memories go.
It burns like a fire
and is covered in snow

The swamp holds my feelings
slowly sinking in sludge,
a flash of my temper
and a permanent grudge.

The walls catch my sadness
tear stains in the paint.
The pain lasts forever
no matter how faint.

At times it is soft
like a river at rest
’til it storms and it rages
into all I detest.

I’m angry, I’m sad.
I’m too hot, I’m too cold.
A dark lonely place
that does memories hold.

~ Andrew

I don’t have too much to say here, I’ve got a lot of half written poems on my PC, this is the first one that really came together.