One emotion after the other
Coming and running amok
Tearing our souls asunder
Down our sanities struck
Each feeling its own complex
Trapped in our minds
Tangled with the rest
Pushed up against the sides
Tug at one thread
And the rest tighten
Gripping you with dread
Panicked as you're fighting
"Stop thinking"
You open your eyes
"Stop worrying"
From your mind, you rise
Threads of the heart
Need no understanding
They're simply art
Weaving and dancing
Emotions are a tangled mess. Sometimes we need to stop trying to untangle it and just let it become art.