Birds over Bridges

I find it rewarding too.
Magnificent write.

Chelsey,

Your natural majesty with words never ceases to amaze me. Your poetry is always beautiful to read (especially out loud) and it always strikes as effortless. I find your work truly hypnotic.
All the very best,
Ben

Usually I don't mind life's suffocation, in fact I use to find it rewarding

- *used to

to not have to breathe or think momentarily. Now this constant rain
has left me pruned and I can no longer feel a thing. Numb to the
touch, confused at the core, broken inside (the heart of my heart).

- I really like how you add the heart of my heart inside the bracket, after you have already said broken inside, it shows just how deep this pain is and how far you are digging to get this pain out in words.

This robotic way of feeling has never been what I believed in, never
been what I condoned, but it engulfs my way of living. Programmed
not to care, but go with the flow of whoever controls me. That's not me, but I am it.

- I would add in "to" between but and go, "not to care, but to go with"

Yet in the distance...I know there is something out there that is
meant to tell me, I'm bound to be like a bird, soaring over beams of
bridges, fearless, rid of sorrow, symbolic to inspiration.

- I really like the idea and imagery of inner strength here. It kind of shows what we all aim for I guess, and how far away it can sometimes feel but how much we want it. Nice wording.

But until it is audible, until it is visible...
I'll remain lost in this body that appears dormant-
in a society that spins.

- the tone in the ending is very powerful to leave the reader with that thought of hopelessness, perhaps even loneliness because you feel no one else will understand this pain.

I enjoyed, and related to this. I also think you picked a very suitable a title, eye catching and unique. xx

You are spinning me in your tale

Chels- I adore your writing, always have.. this piece here fills me with thoughts that I can relate too... powerful, powerful write!