Emotions become all too overwhelming,
It happens all the time,
Where your mind begins to blur,
And your blood,
Your blood pulsates over and over,
Attempting to escape those torturous veins.
We all feel it,
The weight across our chests as we fight for air,
Holding us down,
Filling our lungs with nothing but pain,
As your breathing becomes more shallow,
You realize perhaps it’s all too late,
How can you come back from such heartache?
To feel everything and nothing is an unbearable feeling,
Although I’m sure you’ve felt it,
I’m sure you feel the whole earth in the palm of your hand sometimes without even knowing,
Or perhaps you have felt every inch of your skin weighing you down as if it could suffocate you,
The feeling becomes overwhelming until it begins to numb you,
There’s that feeling of nothing again,
How can we ever escape it?
Perhaps as humans we have no choice,
We are one of the most sensitive species I have ever known,
A race that feels every emotion so intensely,
What a beautiful power we hold,
A power so strong and so defining,
A power so soul-destroying and overwhelming,
Emotion after emotion we let it consume us,
And once again we put our heads down and learn to live with it,
Time and time again as humans we bottle it up,
Letting it consume us.
Don’t you get sick of it?
Don’t you want to scream or cry or laugh?
Don’t you want to get up and runaway and never come back?
Don’t you want others to see who you truly are?
I guess not.
Because to me our interactions are almost robotic,
That isn’t even close to being mortal,
That to me is not what living is all about,
Give in and shout out until your lungs burn with pride,
Let those emotions fill the air with admiration,
Let us finally tear off our masks,
Let us finally be who we truly are,
Let us be human.
(Is that too much to ask?)