The Feeling of Living

& that's the feeling of living.

Diving in when the rage is giving.

Singing songs while the tears are flowing.

Pressing on, fear of not knowing.

& that's the feeling of living.

The day vivid colors turn grey,

Flailing in water to stay.

The day the heart beats again,

In the rain laughing with him.

& thats the feeling of living.

Staring in the mirror not enough,

Another wound, get up.

Smiling in the mirror, gratitude,

Embrace what is with all its truths.

& that's the feeling of living.

Can we see it as an art?

That moments painted make each who they are.

Can we see it as a song?

The chorus a choir, the verses alone.

& that's the feeling of living.

Let us paint and sing a song.

Let us join together in tone.

The hues you use, the notes you sing,

Together it all screams,

Life.

Copyright © May 31, 2025, Jessica A. Goolsby, The Feeling of Living. All Rights Reserved.

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