{"id":1552,"date":"2002-04-27T00:52:56","date_gmt":"2002-04-27T07:52:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sm.amigotico.com\/poetryblog\/?p=1552"},"modified":"2013-04-01T00:54:44","modified_gmt":"2013-04-01T07:54:44","slug":"unloaded-feelings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/2002\/04\/27\/unloaded-feelings\/","title":{"rendered":"Unloaded Feelings"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>the words<br \/>\nunloaded from my heart<br \/>\ndon&#8217;t make the weight<br \/>\nany less<\/p>\n<p>and I wail<br \/>\nand let forth the sound<br \/>\nthat breaks me thus<br \/>\nand brings me<br \/>\ninto touch<br \/>\nwith the reality of my<br \/>\nown being<\/p>\n<p>I haven&#8217;t felt<br \/>\nthese feelings<br \/>\nbefore<br \/>\nI care not to<br \/>\nfeel them again<\/p>\n<p>but the weight of the feelings<br \/>\nunloaded from<br \/>\nmy heart<br \/>\ndoesn&#8217;t make the life<br \/>\nany easier<\/p>\n<p>don&#8217;t make the love<br \/>\nany sweeter<\/p>\n<p>don&#8217;t make the heart bleed<br \/>\nany longer<\/p>\n<p>I go on<br \/>\ndespondent<br \/>\nin all life&#8217;s dealings<br \/>\nleft behind<br \/>\nand set apart<\/p>\n<p>not as I would be remembered<\/p>\n<p>but that leaves<br \/>\nthe truth unheard<br \/>\nno truth less hidden<br \/>\nless despised<br \/>\nor less feared<\/p>\n<p>I take on the moments<br \/>\none by one<br \/>\nand with each moment passing<br \/>\na thought is gone<\/p>\n<p>a thought created<br \/>\na thought passed on<br \/>\na feeling felt and left behind<br \/>\na feeling remembered<br \/>\nand forgotten all at once<br \/>\nfor the feelings flow onward and forward<br \/>\nthey come so fast<br \/>\nthey leave behind an indelible mark<br \/>\nthat I would forget and I would erase<\/p>\n<p>But alas, the feeling has found its place<br \/>\nin my heart,<br \/>\nAnd I try to unload with the words I sing<br \/>\nthe weight of the feelings<br \/>\nweighing down my heart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the words<br \/> unloaded from my heart<br \/> don&#8217;t make the weight<br \/> any less<\/p>\n<p>and I wail<br \/> and let forth the sound<br \/> that breaks me thus<br \/> and brings me<br \/> into touch<br \/> with the reality of my<br \/> own being<\/p>\n<p>I haven&#8217;t felt<br \/> these feelings<br \/> before<br \/> I care not to<br \/> feel [&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,13,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1552","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-introspection","category-personal","category-poems"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1552","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1552"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1552\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1553,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1552\/revisions\/1553"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1552"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1552"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1552"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}