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.