Emotional Slave
I'm a slave to my emotions
they control my thoughts, my actions
my mind
I'm a ticking time-bomb of emotional reactions
unable to function like the rest of humankind
My love is overwhelming, intensive
fills me with such warmth
but all of my brain is sensitive
and the smallest of events
sends me into a spiral
and I'm drowning in self-made currents
Daily I struggle for control
for freedom
I struggle to feel how I should
some days I get it, I get out of the lull
some days I spiral back into my hole
sometimes it feels like freedom's a reachable goal
but the emotions, the strain, always take their toll
sometimes all my hard work seems to be made null
The bad days feel unbearable
But the good days
- all of those yesterdays I look back to -
The good days make life beautiful
I wish those emotions from yesterday
would last me through today
but my mind just can't resolve itself
to let good emotions stay
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