it is a force ever replenishing bursting forth from your innermost
it is what you can give to others
and yet your self is only its temporary vessel
however much it may be based on individual biochemical reactions love is the cosmic power that holds together our universe
it can lift you sky high flatten you against a wall take your breath away leave you wordless throw you into a dreadful abyss misle your senses make you talk gibberish now beautiful words then
it devastates you one moment and give you unspeakable happiness right after
it makes you care for your progeny as well as for your elders it makes you do strange things in daylight and in the dark it makes you walk for miles to see the one
it makes you help a blind woman across a busy street throw money into a beggar’s cap donate to charity
it makes you burn with desire to share your utmost self with an other illuminating the few days of your life with the hope of eternal brilliance
it can do all that because it is not a cake but an ever-replenishing force
You feel nothing Yet it is the worst of feelings. Deprived of the power to feel, it hurts in between breathing. Emotionally unresponsive, your mind refuses to think, your heart refuses to hurt but later you'll feel something warm making its way from your eyes down your chest and you don't know why coz you're numb.
I find it ironic How as a society who has decided that only cowards**** themselves We continuously make the decision to do that which will only bring us to our own demise as a planet- as a whole. We choose the easiest or most profitable option over the best option for our well being, but it's okay because we haven't killed our selves...*yet.
Living, dying, it's all relative You can summarize my life with a metallic click. I don't want to be alive anymore. I don't even care to make these words sound beautiful.