Feeling

Feeling...
does it have its worth?
Does it tempt to forget?
Mistakes would be made,
there is more to it than what you think.
This is known.
Does feeling compromise simply because it is all alone?
Rescue the innocent within...
would feeling be more content?
Does it say to you,
"feed me, feed me?"
And if you "feed" it,
is it then satisfied?
Or does it feed on the "feed" and then move on?
This all sounds familiar.
Or perhaps feeling stays and latches on,
trying desperately to find something common,
something usual.
It latches on until it finally involuntarily breaks off.
Is feeling worthy?
Is it needy?
Does it need a "feed" or does it need something to live on?
Can it live by itself, unaccompanied?
Too deep to mention the words that actually surround this.
What is feeling worthy of?
A glance?
A second chance?
An oppoutunity to prove its case?
They jump around,
feeling stands still.
Feeling jumps around,
they stand still.
Or are they only standing still because
feeling is not worth it?
I believe feeling is worth it,
but only if the feed is worthy enough for feeling.