as of late
i hadn't been feeling
the spectrum of life
at times, feelings are a overwhelming force
threatening to let loose at any second
so i began pushing them
off my awareness
Into the void of the unconcious
i believe all of us get to a point
where all they are is an extra nuisance
when you're busy not only trying to keep everything together,
during the rushes of life
but also avoiding
succumbing to the pressure.
it is then
that the sacrifice of yourself
seems simpler
than the sacrifice of dedication.
but i never realised such a mechanism would end up moving in,
becoming a permanent feeling
of flatness.
there.
but far too deep to access.
maybe that's why
it became so difficult to write
bacause what is expression
If there's nowhere
for you to delve from?
when your smothered soul can't flow
through the ink blots of a pen
it's all rather comforting,
having everything that is your spirit
wrapped up in cotton wool
So you can't feel a thing
When something in life hits
everything now
has fell back into place
within my spirit
and i realise,
i missed the spectrum of life
because what is living
if you're not allowing yourself
To live fully?
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Perspective: a poetry collection
Poesiathis collection focuses more solely on exploring the perspectives and possibilities inside every human, and muses over emotions and situations people may face. perspective to me, is also a key part of life as everything can be changed if you simply...
