I see that & I hear this
riding brain waves, the signature of an earthquake, calm voices, half a million thoughts, reincarnation, a gentle hum of anxiety, the place between sleep & awake, pole dancing to gospel hymns, inner sanctuary, words with tempers, passionate scars, songs to sink to, cheap thrills, the colors I dream in, whispering in french, synchronization, what makes the mind turn, the world at large.
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If I was here, this is where I'd want to be.
If I was here, this is where I'd want to be.
You feel empty. You dont quite know why. You feel a pit in your stomach, a weight on your chest, a thought in your mind that you just cannot reach. As you’re dragged under, you lose your breath. You’re choking. You feel it filling your lungs, taking over your body, your heart, your mind. A panic is sent through your nervous system, a rush of anxiety, a stream of tears. And then suddenly, you’re numb.
It’s so easy for us to misperceive and see the things in others that we want to see. And, when we’re wrong, and often we’re dead wrong.
I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I’ll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I’ll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky.
Can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you’re dying? The gravity of that, hmm? Then the clock’s ticking for you. In a split second your awe is cracked open. You look at things differently- smell things differently. You savor everything be it a glass of water or a walk in the park. But most people have the luxury of not knowing when the clock’s going to go off. And the irony of it is that that keeps them from really living their life. It keeps them from drinking that glass of water but never really tasting it.
