Use it.
Too Much
Too much sensation
I never knew it was possible to be this vulnerable
I am like a newborn, helpless to the touch
I feel myself expanding and contracting without boundaries
There is no you there is no me, there is only this there is only us
My core seems to be exploding into yours, fireworks converging
I want to consume you, and you me
This feeling is it.
I am yours.
She
She used to linger, observing the world
and the people and their petty phone calls
of anxieties jealousies and frivolity.
A young girl, she used to wonder at how people
did it, the whole routine, up in the morning
and down at night and all the shit in between.
She used to be amazed at their ease and immediate
acceptance of all the things around them.
She used to wonder in awe at the striking
colors of a field, at the peaceful buzz of
summer flies and pollen in the air.
She used to ask why, again and again until she
was right back where she started.
She used to know who she wanted to be, she used
to know what she loved and whom, she used to know
why,she used to be so unafraid. She used to linger.
Now she walks on by… passing through life as if she
never looked back, as if she always knew what to do.
Jim Morrison
"People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain."
— Jim Morrison
— Jim Morrison
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