The Life Inside

I think too much...

The life inside

Imperative

Immediate, solitary

 

And yet I’m not alone

 

Existence in the world

Exhausting and painful

Bravery required

 

And belief in hope

 

The vessel of this body

A nuisance

Necessary

 

Not evil, but it hurts

 

Does the aching

Make me “real”

Or is it the other way around?

 

I’ll never truly know

Reviews

[littlered]

The pondering s and inquiring s of mind, then at the end it becomes quiescence with 'I don't know '. I like the way it collects, a yearning of wondering 's and then settles almost in a resigned sigh at the end.

[PianoandPage]

you know don't me or my situation but this really resonates with me.

nice little snippets that together put forth such an honest and human write.

i too wonder sometimes if hurt validates reality or if reality by it's nature must include these things.