A wonderful feeling,
That fills you from head to toe.
It's a wonderful feeling,
such a gracious emotion.
Something to smile about.
It brings a blush to your face.
It makes you smile,
and laugh.
Joy, glee,
It overpowers you.
You loose sight of colour,
your mind wanders,
and your mind becomes one-tracked.
Your heart beats,
Over and over.
Speeding up with every throb.
That bliss you feel when your mind falls into it's one-tracked course.
Your face will burn,
your not sick,
Well,
Maybe.
You can never get enough.
You want more and more.
It feels so good.
To have this feeling inside you.
It curves your lips into smiles.
And you love every minute of it.
This feeling,
As you may not know,
Is not love.
But rather?
Murderous intent.
That fills you from head to toe.
It's a wonderful feeling,
such a gracious emotion.
Something to smile about.
It brings a blush to your face.
It makes you smile,
and laugh.
Joy, glee,
It overpowers you.
You loose sight of colour,
your mind wanders,
and your mind becomes one-tracked.
Your heart beats,
Over and over.
Speeding up with every throb.
That bliss you feel when your mind falls into it's one-tracked course.
Your face will burn,
your not sick,
Well,
Maybe.
You can never get enough.
You want more and more.
It feels so good.
To have this feeling inside you.
It curves your lips into smiles.
And you love every minute of it.
This feeling,
As you may not know,
Is not love.
But rather?
Murderous intent.
The human mind is so easily drawn to stereotypical conclussions.
As you read,
for the first time,
you imagined someone falling in love.
I imagined the slaughter of millions through the eyes of a mad man.
Because you fail to understand how real the world is,
you think of fairy-tale solutions to emotional problems.
If you want a fairy tale ending,
lock yourself up in a box,
and wait there till your brain stops functioning.
Then come back out,
and readjust to your surroundings, and reality.
Fairy-tales don't exist.
and they never will.
Good day.
As you read,
for the first time,
you imagined someone falling in love.
I imagined the slaughter of millions through the eyes of a mad man.
Because you fail to understand how real the world is,
you think of fairy-tale solutions to emotional problems.
If you want a fairy tale ending,
lock yourself up in a box,
and wait there till your brain stops functioning.
Then come back out,
and readjust to your surroundings, and reality.
Fairy-tales don't exist.
and they never will.
Good day.
