A/N: No, I'm not depressed. The title popped into my head while I was thinking about emotions a few days ago, and so I felt the sentiment needed a bit more expression.
Unconquerable—these feelings of mine,
Primal, feral, bestial urges no logic can control.
I’ve fought them, I’ve reasoned, and they’ve not
Gone away.
No merit of intellect can sway them. They’re irrational,
Just like me.
Nonsensical—these things that have reins I can’t see,
Unanswerable but to their own, and no voice of mine
Will turn, divert, or impede them. Despite my best
Attempts,
They strike me, bite me, fight me, and drag me from
The clouds.
Before this, I soared high above the stratosphere.
And now they have pulled me to the hard ground below.
There’s these hormones raging in me blasting out their
Own path.
And it’s only ‘cause I’m lonely that I’m steering down
This path.
But I’m a reader and a writer, and I’m never all alone.
There’s a God Who controls every beat within my heart.
So let me stride like a fighter, taking down these feelings
Of mine,
‘Cause I’ve got scars I can’t hide from everyone I used
To love.
They call this load baggage, and I’m not the trusting type:
Lone wolf and a dragon, I’m quite the fiery guy.
Fated for better or worse to be solitary, I ride
Alone
Because nobody else will have me. And that’s
Just fine.
Better to push back against what I know’s not best,
Keep all of these people safe from the flames inside.
I’ve burned far too many faces, just by opening
My mouth.
So I’ll save them all from danger, by shutting my
Self out.
I can live my life by myself, only show my stronger side.
I’ve got the sky up there as my new domain.
I will be a little bolder, fly a little higher in
The cold.
The temperature reminds me emotions can’t be
Trusted.
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