There is a stirring in my chest,
an elation I will not and cannot resist.
There was once a moment where all of life stood still
and my feet grew heavy
barren heavy.
Completely empty
and ready to fall.
There is a fire down below
where the depths of sight can’t grow.
It still feeds off my worried brain
like a fetus planted hover-vein.
The Venus Fly Trap sets its will
spiked teeth ready, for the ****.
There is a place where spider webs
and crawling things fit for nub ebb.
All my flagrant floppy body
deteriorates, demotivates, deregulates
into a monster of the fiendish kind
one where holographic glass goes blind.
there is a feed that ***** in silt
it still eats grits, their shiny pelt
slimy, sloshes, ready, in
frigid waters’ under-grin.
Come follow me, dear Venus Trap
into a submarine unsnap
there is a blooming in my groin
where dead things lay there
shivering.

Emotion provokes me,
Passion demotivates me,
And love desensitizes me.
But today, I let myself break down.
I let the tears break free from their restraints, and flow freely, and they ran
Down my cheeks, fast and urgent, like they desperately needed to meet my chin for the first time.
And I realize how fragile it is, how fragile I am, how sad life really is.
I feel
Real.
And this isn't something I've felt in a while.
Why is it that the thought of losing something so precious to me, makes me feel alive?
Why is it that I believe I need you, now?
The words keep running out my mouth, as I spatter these thoughts out loud, as my tears follow in unison.
Flowing,
Like energy,
Like the blood in my feeble veins,
Like the students passing through halls,
Like cars on the freeway,
Like life.
I am flowing, pushing effortlessly through some invisible current that I have been fighting against my whole life.
My tears, however, have reminded me that I am still moving.
No matter how much I have tried to halt, no matter how many times I have attempted to stop,
My tears have reminded me.
I am flowing,
I am breaking against my restraints, and meeting life face on for the first time in my life.
My anxiety has clouded me from reality for too long.
So thank you, Sadness,
If that is your name.
You saved me from going insane, tonight.

they say its a key
but I don’t need to unlock it
when I've seen
what's behind them

it doesn't prevent it
but rather demotivates
me 

Yet I sustain
my hope
and wonder.

I push on
until I set off
and I do so 
with as much knowledge
in my head 
as I have power
in my legs.

A person who is constantly trying to change you
Constantly finds faults in you
Constantly criticizes you
Constantly demotivates you
And on top of that claims to be your friend,well-wisher or lover...
...is obviously bullshitting you
Delete this person from your life as soon as possible

It pinches , stings,
It demotivates you ,
It makes you feel humiliated,
Rejection!

Spoils your mood,
Make you regret of your actions,
You wish you have never gone for it
in the first place,
Rejection!

It's okay to be rejected,
Be patient, stay calm,
Because God has planned someone/something better than you assumed.

My feelings pile on my shoulders.
My emotions blurr my vision.  
My circumstances slow me down.
My situation demotivates me.

My ambition drives me.
My aspirations motivate me.
My passion inspires me.
My future intrigues me.

Wrestling with conflicting emotions is tiring, difficult and neverending.

I used to have freedom.
I used to be able to take a break.
I've been stripped.
I've been robbed.

I once had an escape.
I no longer have an escape.

Fear motivates us
I refuse to be afraid
Fear demotivates us
I refuse to be scared
Fear is necessary
I refuse to be afraid
Fear is unnecessary
I refuse to be scared
FEAR IS MADE
NOT BORN
FEAR IS WITHIN
NOT ABROAD
FEAR NOTHING
NOT EVERYTHING
BE FEARLESS

Nothing demotivates the soul
Like safety
Keeping you from the wind beneath your feet
The wings beneath your shoulders felt
Just as weeds, the weeds, grow ever still
In their moving way they never break
And our human plot of life is to take
Our hands to the earth in constant misery
Knowing that all things will grow
Both around us and through
All things inevitably will come due

And the earth will continue on, probably long after me
Spinning