Emotions

Are humans a slave to their emotions;

Endlessly searching for the sublime,

Or is happiness just a desperate notion

That changes and evolves over time.

An animal has feelings, but are they aware

Can they process and surpass their feral instincts?

Our emotions control us, but are beyond compare,

They form our perception and make us distinct.

But are we ever ourselves again

When our emotions burn faster and stronger in pain

We are changed by the experience, lost in the shame

Of losing a loved one with nothing to gain.

Je ne sais quoi

Sanity is breaking loose, and insanity is all I have left.

I am cleft to its bosom, trapped like a child

Clinging to the only support that my developing hands can grasp.

I am a newborn, a halfbreed of all that I was, all that I am.

I am dependant on you for succour, you feed me with your touch;

I need you to let me taste you, to remember your scent

To breath deeply of the dew that seeps from my touch

To bind myself in the unending torrent of feeling

And to die for a while in that certain je ne sais quoi.