This Is How I Feel

I been moving through noise but it fades when I step out the center and sit in the still Not loud… …not clear But it shows in the moments I finally feel There’s a weight that don’t come with a reason or label, it lands in a place I don’t name Like it lives just beneath where I’m thinking… …not something I see …but it’s something that stays I used to break it apart just to make it make sense, try to map it and measure the shape But nothing I gave it could hold it in place… …it stayed …anyway I don’t run… I don’t hide… I just let it sit inside When it all goes still… …and the noise don’t reach where I’m at, it comes up in ways I don’t question or track …this is how I feel …this is how I feel I don’t push it away, I just sit in the space and let everything be where it’s at I been learning the difference between letting it pass and actually feeling it land Not pushing it off… …not pulling it close Just letting it sit where it stands It changes the way that it moves when I stop trying shaping the edges of it Like it softens the second I don’t interfere… …not something to fix …just something to sit There’s a truth in the way that it shows when it’s left without needing a reason to stay Not loud… …not gone Just part of the motion that moves when I stay I don’t need to define it… …I just let it arrive When it all goes still… …and the noise don’t reach where I’m at, it comes up in ways I don’t question or track …this is how I feel …this is how I feel I don’t push it away, I just sit in the space and let everything be where it’s at