To be in the same room,
To be within inches of someone else
To only feel a universe away.
My poetically
heartwrenching problem--
Entire disassociation.
It used to frighten me,
The crippling weight of
Weightlessness
Inessence and non-stimulation,
Bearing down on my soul in what I felt
To be a repentance of past-life sins--
For what did I do to deserve
Non-feeling?
The burden of nothingness
Is
By far
More burdensome
than the accumulation
Of feeling
Everything
All
At
Once.
Jun 30, 2018
Jun 30, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
To be in the same room,
To be within inches of someone else
To only feel a universe away.
My poetically
heartwrenching problem--
Entire disassociation.
It used to frighten me,
The crippling weight of
Weightlessness
Inessence and non-stimulation,
Bearing down on my soul in what I felt
To be a repentance of past-life sins--
For what did I do to deserve
Non-feeling?
The burden of nothingness
Is
By far
More burdensome
than the accumulation
Of feeling
Everything
All
At
Once.
