Resisting A Rest
I've discovered that I'm both an HSS (High Sensation Seeker) and an HSP (Highly Sensitive Person),and it's complicated ;)
Being an HSS and an HSP
Means there's this 50/50 in me
But that doesn't mean I'm divided
It's just that two worlds have collided
I crave to feel deeply, and get high on it all
And yet I need solace, to slow down to a crawl
I visualize rebellion, then get lost in the details
While my heart opens wide and my breath exhales
So often I seek stimulation
Is it for the rush or the validation?
When things are whack and life is off track,
There's no Yin to my Yang, no muffle to my bang
But then the fires burn real low
Until I patiently blow
On the little glowing embers
And hold myself so tender
To balance these two sides I'll do my best
I promise to no longer resist
A rest.
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Alyssa Madill
She is a never ending story written in the stars.
Alyssa has been a lifelong writer, having recently begun sharing her creations as she prepares to release her first poetry book into the world. Her poems are inspired by nature and heartache.
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