Sometimes you yearn to
feel it all.
You want the sadness
to break you,
the happiness to
make you
and
the fear to cripple you.
You want the anger to
bubble up in your hollow chest
and fill you up
as the
adrenaline flows freely
through your translucent veins.
You want to feel;
feel human.
You want the love to cushion
your frail heart
and a smile to grace your
lips like foreign fashion.
You want the pain
to morph itself into your features
as the distress of it all
chains you down.
You want to the anxious thoughts
to rave freely in your mind,
you want them to waken you.
You want to feel every emotion
to feel human again,
to feel
a l i v e.
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Starry night skies (completed)
PoetryUnder the canopy of a thousand stars, she found that her hands sang the words of her tender heart, the notes captured perfectly in pages that were stained a deep brown. cocooned in the embrace of a hundred constellations, ...
