The ever-present longing
To do it all is creeping back;
The need
     for
        experience.
Invincibility finding a home
In the entirety of my mind.
The desire to
         feel
            everything;
To allow it to fill the lungs;
To engulf a
   mere
      existence.
The yearning to see the world
In the brightest of colors
For exactly
  what
    it
      is,
And even more significantly,
What
  it
    is
      not.
The surface won’t serve to suffice;

To quell this undying urge
To feel;
         To see;
                  To inhale;
     To exhale;
                  To become;
                                 To detach;
To feel the heart furiously beating,
And pumping the world through the body.
Invincible.
      Existing.
            Engulfed in
                  Experience…