emotion (pt.1)
The first part of a poem sequence, telling the story of emotion and its effect on our conscious.
I feel my skin get thicker and tougher
With every pathetic excuse of misunderstanding
I feel my emotions get weaker yet longer
With every meaningless word spoken
It wasn’t fair then
It isn’t fair now
You dug a hole and buried the evidence
But I’ll remember in spite of you
I feel my heart beat faster and harder
With every trigger of a past encounter
I feel my lungs get lighter and tighter
With every person that takes me for naught
It wasn’t deserved then
It isn’t deserved now
You made it feel like I was dying
But I’ll keep living in spite of you
I feel my mind get duller and smaller
With every memory that plagues my spirit
I feel my soul
My soul
My soul
My soul
It’s fleeting
My soul is fleeting.
Why is my soul fleeting?
Why does my anger absorb me? Why do I let the past life haunt my days?
Shall I not secure my sanity in spite of you?
I feel my skin heal
I feel my emotions recoup
I feel my heart slow
I feel my lungs ease
I feel my mind sit
I feel my soul... again
Like gentle wisps of wind, I climb into the sky deep into the stars far beyond here to find...
