I feel it.
The pulse of desire
Pushing the blood in my veins
To each crevice of my being
And pulling it back
To my heart.
The crash of my feelings
Pulling my diaphragm
in,
and out,
Forcing my lungs into regular breath.
The steady cycle of my emotions
Driving me forward,
Inch by inch,
Minute by minute,
Step by step.
That glorious, terrible lump in my core,
Where my feelings find lodging,
Propping my eyes open for yet another
Day.
McNeil High School
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