Feeling it all.

I am feeling it
feeling it all
the peace with myself
that caused war with  everyone else not willing to face their inside

I am  feeling it
the loneliness of being misunderstood
feeling too deep
but truth is

 it was never felt too much, never enough

it mirrors all the love I have
frees all the tears uncried,
words unspoken
and calms my chaos of thoughts 

I am feeling it
the place I never wanted to leave
the stories I am eager to share
this happiness is unburdened 

it is a magical place
making you a loner at times
making you love in ways
that wake all dreams left on hold

This is the life I want to feel.
This is the place I want to be in.
I don’t need to be saved from here
where I feel most alive.

This is something I really don’t get ...why people are afraid of tears. As if they fear that their own emotions could wake if they don’t keep them from falling.

Why are humans more comfortable with numbness than life.  Preferring normal over honesty. Deathly afraid of chaos as if it brings them the task of fixing it. 

Oh if you could just feel it, and we would just leave it, and all of it could just fall out... we could share a silent place together and just be ok with not being ok. And we could love today as it is. Or endure it. Whatever your heart demands.

It is the other side of distant and nice.
Nice people hide a lot of honesty, don’t they?
I want to be fearlessly myself.
Lost in between these chairs
carrying people who need something warmer to hold their fears

I don’t know what I should talk about.
I just want to know where your mind goes when it wanders.