Alive Again

Do you ever think about life and think, why? Well I did everyday. Why is life a thing? Why is it that I feel this way everyday? Why should my heart feel like there is a gaping emptiness every waking moment of my short life? Is this how I'm supposed to be living this "miracle" life that I have been gifting? Like an empty vessel waiting for something to stir up deep in my soul to make me see the colors different, for the light in my eye to spark, so I can start living the way I was meant to be. I used to have to inflict pain to myself to feel something. But this all went away one day, one eye-opening day, where I was introduced to a different kind of feeling, sensations that I would soon begin to crave more than anything, filling that empty hole inside of me. That one day I would meet someone that brought me to life again. That person showed me a different meaning and way of life that I would always live. This is the story of how I came alive again, and here's the beginning.