Don’t you understand
that in order to find my way out of it
I must immerse myself in it
I can’t just float on the surface of it
I must be completely submerged
almost drowning in it
unable to make it up for air
lungs burning from lack of oxygen
fighting and flailing upward
and breaking free from it
at the last possible moment
It’s the only way
I know how to live
By almost dying
each and every time
Sometimes I wish I didn’t feel things
So deeply
Still histrionic, still a bookwhore; just faking competence because of my kid.
i've choked on my words for far too long
It's not the length of life, but the depth.
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Feeling deeply is better than numbing the pain.
Hmmm…I debate that one in my head all the time!
I sometimes wonder if I feel things too deeply or I don’t feel at all?!? Does that make sense? Sometimes its so deep that I don’t know what emotion to name it & I don’t know how to embrace all that i’m feeling.
I agree. I think it’s that I get emotion overload, and then I almost go into some sort of shut-down so I can have some peace in my brain. It’s like I go numb, as a protection mechanism.
Yep, exactly! I’m trying to learn to feel things with hitting the overload level…it’s a slow process! lol
Well crap, I’m glad there were comments here because I was going to take feeling so deeply and make it really dirty right off the bat!! I just don’t understand poetry, I guess!
Well, maybe it’s just because you’re well endowed, that you can “feel things so deeply”!!! Other men aren’t as lucky! Hahaha. Don’t feel bad, I am usually the first person I know to go to the gutter and make something dirty, and I am a chick! 🙂
I’m with Rebecca on this one… at least if you’re feeling you know you’re alive.
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Hey, I wrote some poemetry today too!