the poignant reminder

[enigmaticexistence]

the love i feel
as i gaze at something without a heartbeat
both frightens and comforts me to no end.
the pain i feel
as i conquer the world alone
is too much to bear.
thoughts
a force so strong they bruise my delicate nature.
the love i feel
cannot technically reciprocate
yet i feel a solace i haven't found in years.
i find luxury in seclusion
when my mind is able to breathe
and my thoughts are somehow set free.
this, i cannot find
in human companionship.
the love i feel
is not for an object,
but for a feeling.
it is only while i am alone
that i can bare my naked self.
the love i feel
is impossible when others are present.
my lungs are crippled
but my mind is somehow calm
when i accept that i will never be able to express
the type of love i am capable of feeling.