Emotions are stroking,
Combing through my being.
Seeing them growing,
Now taking control of me.
My tongue acts appropriately,
A person I don't want to be.
Acting uncontrollably,
And then feeling sorry.
Emotions just grab ahold of me,
Running my reality,
Ruining what I thought to be.
Battling duality,
Challenging all of me,
Revealing what I could't see.
As energy affects everybody,
Emotions signal the party,
Attracting those just like me.
Trapped in a cycle of fighting me,
Repeating in my reality,
Creating problems unconsciously.
As the patterns dig deeply,
Deeper until you see,
Their reflection in reality.
Our reaction creates the wake,
Effecting the direction you take.
Repeatedly stuck in this wheel,
Storing emotions until we heal.
About the Creator
Keith McHugh
Good day to the wonderful soul reading this. I'm so glad to be able to share my art with so many awesome people, with such great imaginations. I hope you enjoy my little contribution. See you in the station.
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