Feeling Alive
A poem about emotions
I've heard too many people wish away their emotions
As if they were the cause of all their problems.
I've seen too many people wanting the torturous numbness I know too well.
Just because things hurt too much to bear.
Idiots yearn to give away the feelings I have fought for every day
I wish I could show them
How desperate I've gotten
because of numbness.
How can they wish away beautiful emotions?
When without them life is so empty and frozen?
Would their minds change
if they knew it caused me to lash out against my own skin?
How can they wish hurting loved ones because of lost compassion?
How can they choose looking into their lover's eyes and feeling nothing?
How can they wish pushing away every friend?
How can they choose to put all life to an end?
They'd feel dead
They'd feel dead
And I know they would regret ever choosing to go numb
They'd begin to treasure the pain at the prick of a thumb
They would worship every tear that fell down their cheek
Every moment with love would be obsessed with touching
They would step off the edge and beg for the rush
They would revel in fighting with the people they loved.
They would latch on to happy moments with such desperation
They'd gasp in pleasure at heart-breaking desertion.
And when they finally get themselves together again
Trying not to get drunk on each sighting of life
They'd glare at anyone who dared to wish away their emotions.
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