Normal

Feeling normal
Stripping away
The endorphins
And cortisol
Pulling my breath
Deep down in my belly
I feel peace
Not of that momentary kind
That is lost before you can name it
Some other kind
I will call it
Feeling Normal.

Is this how most of you have always lived???

So much freedom

Nurturing myself
I stop and smell the flowers
God they are exotic ones here
You inhale
And first there is nothing
And then it comes
Subtle
And rarely sweet
Its divine
Barely there
Nothing to hold on to
Some heavenly essence
That instantly infuses in the blood stream
And turns you
Into a
Flower

There is a hope
For a recovering
Addict of emotional pain

More subtle feelings
Can be felt
Might not sound too appealing
(considering what we've seemed to have lost)
But only
Until they are named:

Tenderness

Vulnerability

Love


I hold on to that hope
Tight