Feeling, too much.

There is simply no tax or fare you need to pay for feeling too much. 

Feeling too much is like drowning yourself in alcohol you know is not healthy to consume. Feeling too much is the nausea that comes after, curable, but time consuming. Feeling too much is the rent you pay for opening your arms far too wide for someone who does not love you back. 

So when I say I feel too much, I need you to know that my insides are tangled up like reels of unbound thread soaked in gravity, raining from the clouds.

There’s a lot of slow, endless falling.

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6 thoughts on “Feeling, too much.”

  1. I know the feeling… It reminds me of a line I read in a poem earlier today that said, “I’m dying here to die for you.”
    I I think that that’s one of those lines that almost perfectly explains what it feels like to feel too much.

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