Emotions in Prose
Written: September 28, 2024
Academic Papers
Love
A smile reminding me of warm embers glowing in the fireplace on those snow laden nights. Inviting. Exciting. Home. A surprise in the darkness, a melting of ice. Something I wasn’t looking for, something new and comforting. The fire roared to life within my heart, and I pulled his body against me—feeding his soul as he fed mine. And I knew that love was never going to fade between us. We were two strangers, bound by that heat, sealed with that happiness, stepping towards joy to become lovers.
Joy
Emotions giggled across my skin.
The sweetness of love that was about to begin.
I ached with a feeling I didn’t know,
As joy brushed my cupid’s bow.
And I tasted the sweetest of heights with my lover’s kiss.
Joy blinded me to anything amiss.
But my lover didn’t love me true,
His interest was only in the new.
And the truth was there in his eyes,
And soon my own rage could be heard in my cries.
Rage
Seething tides rise up and drown me as the gale screams through me. I hate you; I hate you; I HATE you. Lover…stranger…false joy that tricked my heart to melt under the warmth has now turned to molten lava waiting to burn everything it touches. I am a torrid of sensations…I burn as the ice-cold waves of sadness rise up and pull me down…but I won’t succumb to this darker lover, Despair, I will rage until nothing of me is left except the ashes for others to weep upon.
Sadness
She’s gone.
I reach for her
My fingers sliding through nothing but white ash
Tainting them of memories of what no longer is.
Tears sliding down my face
As I curl up within myself longing
For that joy
For that rage.
Anything but the darkness that crushes me
Makes me smaller
Makes me doubt all that I thought was true in myself
Makes me wish to just lie down in those cold ashes
To find my peace
Away from this sadness.
Peace
Inhale
The affirmations that I wasn’t wrong.
Exhale.
Every doubt, every emotion, every moment where I believed it was me. That even when I thought love found its way to my joy—that rage, that sadness, that loss of warmth were okay.
Inhale. Because that is what we do. One breath to remind us that life goes on. One breath to show us that we are strong. One breath to calm our nerves and find the peace that the tempest of rage and the emptiness of sadness did not allow…
Then exhale, exhale, exhale…all those bad thoughts, those moments where life didn’t seem worth living, those little voices that fed that sorrow until peace finds a way to rebuild a heart once broken.
Inhale. Exhale. Until you find that peace where you will feel whole.