Sometimes people confuse poet with perfection.
I am a critical thinker; but experience the same emotions for which you’re prone.
My struggle to overcome and adapt is cast into poetic operas that’s the only difference.
My tendency is to delve into base emotions such as anger and sadness. I’m affected by depression and insecurities; but I’m not driven by them and they will not be allowed to consume me.
My preference is to feel fully the stimulate of sentiment then follow it to the source so that I may confront it without mercy or celebrate it without prejudice.
Harsh feelings are not without merit; they couldn’t be here just to unnerve us, the universe isn’t designed to be random. Too often we are held hostage by internal malaise and often let our trigger fingers pull back and shoot out of pure chaos.
Don’t be a slave to angst.
Know there is a freedom in unshackling your fear of feeling and releasing energy needed to heal.
I don’t run from pain; I absorb it so when I feel your suffering I can be compelled to quell it.
Whether I stub my toe or bruise my ego I inherently understand there’s a process to ease discomfort and I patiently follow the dots until the picture is complete.