I think I'm beginning to know what it's like to live in my own body.
Instead of always projecting outwards and moving forwards,
I'm searching within.
I'm spiralling inside myself,
and loving how it feels.
I love the feeling of my muscles,
the pain in my knees,
and how often my back cracks.
I love the feeling of every square inch of this body.
I love how endless my mine feels.
Like a balloon that is ever-expanding.
Like a vapour that is constantly revealing
something new hidden in its mist.
I think I could stay here forever,
always learning something new,
always gaining more knowledge of this
unsolvable labyrinth I've been given.
I'm wandering it's twisting tunnels like
heroes of old.
But, instead of running from my monsters,
I'm running to them.
Embracing them.
Learning from them.
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 10:06 PM UTC
I think I'm beginning to know what it's like to live in my own body.
Instead of always projecting outwards and moving forwards,
I'm searching within.
I'm spiralling inside myself,
and loving how it feels.
I love the feeling of my muscles,
the pain in my knees,
and how often my back cracks.
I love the feeling of every square inch of this body.
I love how endless my mine feels.
Like a balloon that is ever-expanding.
Like a vapour that is constantly revealing
something new hidden in its mist.
I think I could stay here forever,
always learning something new,
always gaining more knowledge of this
unsolvable labyrinth I've been given.
I'm wandering it's twisting tunnels like
heroes of old.
But, instead of running from my monsters,
I'm running to them.
Embracing them.
Learning from them.