living

Fri, 01/21/2022 - 15:00 -- ghosti

Living feels painful, according to artists. 

Living feels like burning, or drowning,

Or some sort of unattainable desire,

Or a horrifically crafted imminent death. 

 

Yet, right now, at this moment,

Living does not feel like anything. 

 

Living is just breathing in and out.

It is watching the trees go by, 

The clouds shift and sun rise. 

Living is a concept of existence,

And not a poetic metaphor for 

having all of your emotions trapped 

in a bottle and shaken until it bursts. 

 

The world isn’t as beautiful and broken 

As we try and make it out to be

 

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