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

Creativity and art
Come from the unhinged
The insanity, the beast
Our unchained selves

Only when we truly see
Beyond norms and regularities
Outside the everyday mundane

Does the beauty so magnificent
Comes absolutely

Terrifying

There have been times
When the morning is bleak
World riddled with crimes
People silenced, unable to speak

Release from slumber
And the sun is gone
The clouds covering under
The grey, a somber song

Wake up from darkness
To friends and family bickering
Their love and words in contrast
So much it's sickening

Pushed out of my sleep
I have to immediately toil
Else I am sunk too deep
Choked by school's coil

Yet every morning
I feel like I can do anything
Not held down by worrying
Because your love, it sings

Like the birds chirping
Beautiful as the flowers
Blooming, Spring is coming
Wonderful is the world

As long as you're here

We go through each day
Wondering our purpose
Some ponder, others pray
Few actually sate this lust

These few don't look
They don't search forever
For their meaning in a book
Or their reason in another

These are few souls
That take what they possess
Their passion and goals
And make it their purpose

One moment in life
stops the coming knife
holding it together

The rest of it all
shatters our resolve
again, over and over

Maybe that one moment
ought to be permanent
if the rest doesn't matter

Not everyone can sail safely
Some are knocked off
Into the wave's savagery
To the thunder, their scream lost
They panic as the safe land
Is lost to the drowning man

As he is thrown under
He can't believe his fate
All his dreams torn asunder
Wishing the world would wait
He tries to grab what he can
But quickly drowning is the man

Before all is lost to him
He sees someone on the boat
Reaching he pulls them in
Now both struggle to keep afloat
All because he couldn't stand
Being the only drowning man

Sometimes I walk close to the edge
Wondering what it's like to fall
Then I see a fence, names etched
And I choose to stall

This is the name of a friend
Who taught me how to smile
My worries and trouble to suspend
Just for a little while

The next is a sister
Who knew what it's like
To struggle to become better
But also not give up the fight

Here is another buddy
Who can't see their own success
Yet I can see them budding
I give them faith, they can do the rest

The last name is my whole heart
They're the light I always come back to
Their beauty, a thing of art
The love I feel, too good to be true

This little fence reminds me that my purpose
Is to not rest until those I care about
Are full of purpose and happiness
Till then, I am not meant to burn out