My brain no longer commanded me;
My hands took over,
Saying whatever reply came into my head.
I no longer had control;
The first thing I thought was said.
I know said what was on my mind
Without Thinking
Everything I knew
Didn't matter.
I stopped using my head,
And started using my instinct.
I'd Flirt with Disaster.
I wouldn't think ahead
Of the consequences that could be said
Or done.
I stopped thinking;
My hands took control.
I didn't matter now
But then,
I thought:
Is this a turn for the
Better
Or for the
Worse?