Never should any body feel, make you feel, ask or entertain the idea of having the worng reaction or an incorrect emotion.
Questions along the lines: I know I shouldn’t feel this way or am I right to feel like this?
Instead you should be asking WHY do I feel this way? then actively pursuing the cause/root.
Yeah so that’s it.
(No wrong emotions just discovering there presence)
— My Head
If one Ponders on objects of the sense, there springsAttraction; from attraction grows desire,Desire flames to fierce passion, passion breeds Recklessness; then the memory - all betrayed -Lets noble purpose go, and saps the mind,Till purpose, mind, and man are all undone.
I want to be
The one you think of first
When the rain stops
I want to be the only name
To show up at your inbox.
The reason your phone bills high
The reason you stay up, late nights.
I want to be your voice of reason
The accent of your thoughts.
The one person you put up with when you can’t take it anymore.
The one you that makes you believe things
just because he’s around.
I want to be the last face that you see
before you fall asleep and dream.
You are the first thought when I wake
The reason I’m always late.
The one I will want run to should my heart ever break.
You are my one and always.
What I don’t learn I don’t know
what I don’t speak I cant show
& therefore I can only be what I dare to confess
I only consist of things I succeed to express
in a wild world I found heaven was the only place to call home
I never seen the grave but memories of black blood and cemeteries
seem to linger
in my thoughts.
I tell friends that foes can shoot at my flesh
but they’ll never take to my soul
they’ll never be renewed
when they don’t see the things of old
that brings the cold draft up into the hole,
into this abyss called life
signs and wonders too clear to blunder, I said too clear to blunder
they’re going to see before they hear