Hello! :) This one was hard to write; the concepts felt really far away from me, almost blurry in my mind. It took a while but I managed to grasp my thoughts and this ended up being a lot better than I expected it to! Enjoy <3
isn't feeling so wonderful?
so magical
so quintessentially
you
what is living?
and what does it mean to be here, to BE HERE and truly exist?
truly be,
don't we all dream to
truly be?
like a bundle of raw nerve endings,
the magic of feeling overcomes us.
pain and pleasure,
happy and sad,
angry and grateful,
at once.
at once.
we breathe the very essence of ourselves,
we are emotion.
the vast sea of feelings we can never resist.
how could words understand,
how could they comprehend
the pain you felt? the happiness you
yearn? the quietude of your soul?
what metaphor could i write
to capture us
to capture life and emotion,
feeling; the most wonderful thing on Earth.
emotion; she passionates us to do and say,
she reminds us to smile,
makes us cry,
and scream,
but i don't see her on the street.
my magic woman,
twisting us around a
ring-clad
pinky finger
spinning the fabric of life;
feeling.
feeling, the elusive moment,
the momentary ray of moon you wish you could catch,
the deep red silences you wish you could fill,
the weightless freedom you wish you
could immortalise.
how is it real? how does this magic elude
me,
how can it be, how can I be, how am I, and how are you and how is
she?
the ocean is at my feet.
i am crying.
a nerve ending, feeling everything.
every single thing, all my pain, all my joy.
and the crooked smile on my face
tells me one thing.
i now believe i am real.
i am here, and i know it because i feel
i feel everything.
every moment i dare to grasp,
every grain of sand caught in my toes,
every single moment.
that's what convinced me i'm real.
- Natasha, 24.8.21, <3
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