Hurry up and feel

Feel the breeze on your cheek

Feel the changing of seasons

Wash over your soul

Like an echo of longing.


Hurry up and feel

Feel before it´s too late

Before all you want to do is sleep

Sleep your days away

Because it hurts too much to be awake.


Hurry up and feel

Every sunrise and blooming tree

Every cup of coffee

Every tender touch.


By tomorrow it´ll be too late

The depression will have darkened the sight

And your soul will be numb

Like after pulling a tooth.


January, 2016