The primal nature of the ****** desire Overrules logic and rationality Infusing man with an urge That cannot be separated Like a teabag in hot water Spilling its contents into the surroundings Intoxicating the clear thought completely A mad drunken state has overcome me I must fulfill the desire
Unless we heal old wounds they will resurface and cause the same damage we tried to bury Temporary band aids on the heart and mind come loose after a while.