Feelings!!

What are these feelings we feel inside?
its like being torn from everyside.
How does a soul as pure as gold,
go on to become so impure?
Is this just another relation gone sour?
Infested with adulteries, damned to eternity
is there no such concept of fraternity?
Days turn to weeks, and weeks to years
but we have got to believe there is an existent cure.
When words fail, and hearts ache
the hope for remission is put to shame.
But often is said the herat of life is good
If that is the case then shouldn't it all be mould?
How is a soul to ever cure
That which has been ripped, abused,and framed into feeling so impure?
How can we purge that soul?
How can we make it all go?
Guess that's one thing we'll never know.
The child within wants the soul to flow
but how will it actually glow?
We tell ourselves " It really not how it was meant to be,
I was doing so great until I hit the reef".
We blank out, fade out, wear out
but despite all that often we are able to bail out.
This bail out however is just a farce,
because by now we already fell like shards of glass.
Frail is that soul like the mimosa is to touch
Could we not abuse it so much.
By now of one thing I am certain and that is we are all alone
In our struggles to struggle and in all honestly
it is no joke.
What are these feelings we feel inside
O what are these feelings we feel inside?