Life to pass by in
perfection and bliss has no worth
or satisfaction. Pain needs to be felt
and tears need to bathe the insecurities
that pump beneath my skin. The cold skin
contains the warm blood
that boils and scolds beneath, harboring every
feeling known and unknown.
The goal is to feel them all.
Feel them all and know each one.
Appreciation that we can feel,
is something to be alive for!