I've had quite a few people tell me in the past few days their lives are described by songs.
"We exchange ourselves and we do it all the time - why do we do that? Why do I do that?"
"I don't care what people say, the rush is worth the price I pay. I get so high when you're with me."
"I can't breathe but I still fight, while I can fight. As long as the wrong feels rights it's like I'm in flight. High off a love and drunk from the hate."
We express ourselves through these words and depictions daily - sometimes subconsciously - finding meaning in art and music - in lyrics and poems and other people's stories. Because deep down, these connections mean we're not alone - we're not crazy - someone else is feeling the same way too.
And when you look back on it, these lines - these connections - are not happy. They aren't sunshine and daisies. Because, for some reason, we don't need to justify out gladness. We justify our pain. As if we revel in, though we know it's meant to be undesirable, because it somehow defines us; gives us definition - a darker side. We become shaded and shadowed - more than an outline.
Moreover, we seek out our own demons, keeping them just below the surface. We act on our impulses, no matter how detrimental they may be. And we draw on the pain it all provides.
And then we fight it.
It's a fight we can win - it can put us out on top. Because overcoming pain is honorable and courageous - and we praise courage above all else. We become 3-dimensional.
These words that we rely on help us find these battles, and learn what we need to overcome.
But often, we use the words as a hiding place. Rather than finding our own personal darkness and defeating it with the encouragement that we are not alone, we take comfort in the fact that others are going through the same troubles - it becomes normal; t becomes accepted - a uniqueness strengthened by the fact that it has been written about. It's something special. So why fight it? Why let it go? People go through it all the time - "it's just who I am," we say.
So why do we through ourselves away so easily? Why do we seek normalcy in the things that hurt us most?
"We exchange ourselves and we do it all the time - why do we do that? Why do I do that?"
"I don't care what people say, the rush is worth the price I pay. I get so high when you're with me."
"I can't breathe but I still fight, while I can fight. As long as the wrong feels rights it's like I'm in flight. High off a love and drunk from the hate."
We express ourselves through these words and depictions daily - sometimes subconsciously - finding meaning in art and music - in lyrics and poems and other people's stories. Because deep down, these connections mean we're not alone - we're not crazy - someone else is feeling the same way too.
And when you look back on it, these lines - these connections - are not happy. They aren't sunshine and daisies. Because, for some reason, we don't need to justify out gladness. We justify our pain. As if we revel in, though we know it's meant to be undesirable, because it somehow defines us; gives us definition - a darker side. We become shaded and shadowed - more than an outline.
Moreover, we seek out our own demons, keeping them just below the surface. We act on our impulses, no matter how detrimental they may be. And we draw on the pain it all provides.
And then we fight it.
It's a fight we can win - it can put us out on top. Because overcoming pain is honorable and courageous - and we praise courage above all else. We become 3-dimensional.
These words that we rely on help us find these battles, and learn what we need to overcome.
But often, we use the words as a hiding place. Rather than finding our own personal darkness and defeating it with the encouragement that we are not alone, we take comfort in the fact that others are going through the same troubles - it becomes normal; t becomes accepted - a uniqueness strengthened by the fact that it has been written about. It's something special. So why fight it? Why let it go? People go through it all the time - "it's just who I am," we say.
So why do we through ourselves away so easily? Why do we seek normalcy in the things that hurt us most?
Because it's easy. Because it puts us through hell. Because then we feel like that somehow through this continued pain, we feel real.
ReplyDeleteI suppose I wish we had the self respect rise above the hell we create for ourselves. So many deserve so much more, and yet, refuse to reach for it.
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