Why
as humans have we come to this,
a denying
a turning away
a tamping down of our emotions.
Why to some,
do we feel...... too much.
Feeling a need to deny some painful feelings,
turning to a pill to “ smooth things out”
I’m rather the opposite, I think
I want these emotions, the bad, along with the good.
Let them wash over me, feeling my humanity with open eyes.
I cry easily, my emotions close to the surface.
Does this mean I’m weak? Or less a man?
I want to feel the passion, strong and vibrant,
my heart aching with it’s strength.
I walk through society awake
where others seem comatose.
Emotions dulled , the laughter and the pain.
Why?
Have they been beat down endlessly?
Enough so,
to not want to feel....... anything.
living half alive, droning through
their day like a robot.
About the Creator
Katie
Really just an amateur trying my hand at this.
Descent
“60 seconds.” Aris tightened her grip on the overhead handhold. The troop transport shook like a leaf in a windstorm as it battled through the atmosphere. Dim lights flickered on and off as the ship’s systems were battered by pelting rain and narrowly dodged blasts from laser cannons on the surface of the planet.
By M. A. Mehan 6 days ago in Fiction
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