Screaming

You are like a diamond, you must boil and break under such heavy pressure in order to shine. This life can’t just be handed to you. You must scream for it, claw your way out of the depths, heaving and sobbing in order to see sunshine seeping into every crevasse of your being. You must feel the pain of living, the rawness scraping against your insides. Life is such a beautiful devastation. You can’t feel happiness without first screaming from your very core. You were born screaming. Did you think that the screaming would end? That you would be born and not have to feel every inch of sorrow that comes with it? You must embrace the dirt of it all, the rawness of being alive. You must cry and scream from your very core in order to not forget for a second that you are a miracle. The stars had to align just right for you to be pushed into this world. You wouldn’t know what warm weather against your skin felt like without feeling chills deep into the marrow of your bones. There is no equanimity without rage boiling deep within your gut. Rage from being born and not remembering that sadness and happiness hold hands. That on Sundays they undress and make love together, becoming one and the same. You can’t feel one feeling without feeling its opposite. You must bare your skin to it all, soak in the madness of what it means to feel alive. What it means to simply feel. You are living, breathing, bathed in love and hate. Drenched in misery and happiness. It’s such a godsend to feel. Feel all that you can deeply, soak and revel in the greatness it is to be you. The greatness it is to be born and drenched in emotions. Greatness comes with being raw and vulnerable, open to emotions like a wound. Feel them all. You didn’t come into this world screaming for nothing. -M.D.L