I am acetylcholine
I am self-aware
I am norepinephrine
I am energy
I am serotonin
I am emotion
I am GABA
I am pain
I am dopamine
I am pleasure
I am an ancestral soup
Of neurochemical harmony
My steps are predetermined
There are no choices
There is no truth
Faith is superfluous
Hope is an illusion
Love is obviated
I am
11.26.18
For Atheist contest sponsored by Anthony Slausen
What is love, just chemicals in the brain.
And when love ends, it can be a pain.
It’s like a drug, withdrawal to go through.
And there’s nothing that anyone can do.
There is the good and there is bad.
And regardless of both, it’s still sad.
The good is knowing that the pain,
With some time, will certainly wane.
The bad is that it’s certainly true,
Until that time there’s nothing to do.
It’s true withdrawal, just like from morphine
Altering the very brain’s machine.
It’s a real effect, can’t be denied.
Take it from me, many have tried.
And unlike some learning, with time you get better
With love withdrawal, you follow the letter.
Nothing to do but suffer the time.
Cause nothing you do will make it sublime.
Plus food has no interest, no desire to feast
It’s the heart break diet, 15 pounds at least.
And then there’s sleep. What’s that you say?
You sit in bed till the break of day.
So that’s the message and everyone knows,
When your heart is broken, that’s the way it goes.
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