You can feel the pain of life cutting deep inside of you, When you are out there swimming On the edge of who you are.
You can see a mystic glow That captures your attention, Just before you find yourself Abandoned in the dark.
You can taste the bitterness Of loosing to the the universe, Meditating on the sad things That have made you who you are.
You can hear the hollow breath That comes from deep within Your chest as it it heaving, When you don't know where you are.
You can smell the pheromones And want to enter paradise Of the intoxicating lifeforce; Libidinous and stark.
This one kind of addresses what it can be like to have self-esteem issues, or uncertainty, and the experience of being ruled by it. However, this is not a poem about morality. I wrote it in the wee hours of the day I posted it.