A Dab of Dopamine

Just another poem of ones feelings.

A Dab of Dopamine

It's that morning, that night, or even that evening returning again,

Your eyes weary and your spirit dim.

You look to the ceiling or sky, 

You wonder,

YOU WONDER WHY.

It's all happening again, you see it with brutal clarity,

yet you're happy its finally there to see!

The answers there, oh my!

OH NO, OH WAIT, IT'S GONE,

WHY? YOU WONDER WHY.

You strain and regret, you cry and you laugh,

Your fingers trace your hair, and you wonder has it happened at last?

Is this it? Is it the end?

Why does your mind ponder at thoughts of sin?

You begin to stop crying, your insides start complying,

With the pain, its gone,

But only physically,

You're not ready to move on.

Thoughts of guilt, thoughts of random,

Why won't it stop, what is this cruel fandom!?

Is it love? Is it a chain that won't loosen?

Is it what you need, just to prove that you feel?

WHY SO MANY QUESTIONS!?

WHY NOT JUST LET AN ANGER FLOW FREELY!
LET IT SHOW THEM YOU'RE NOT F*****G SURE ANYMORE!

CALL HER A W***E!

CALL HIM EVEN MORE!

BECAUSE NEITHER WANT TO BEGIN TO ADORE,

The deep scars they tore.

Alright worthless and let down... 

You've let all your childish and immature anger out.

What now? You going to sit and cry?

Exactly, it hurts, you lie.

You whine, you squeal.

You look to others, an emotion appeal.

The tear ducts burn, your eyes desert dry.

And you wonder why...

YOU WONDER WHY?

You wonder why,

You believe that you can't feel...

When you think back.

And its all so suddenly real.

Your minds a mess child,

Look to others and seek help.

Because you see the light now, you see the chance to heal,

You know its right there...

Take it, don't yield.

Author's Note

When we're tired and restless, we often let out emotions that we didn't want to admit were laying dormant. I wrote this out of pure expression and fatigue.

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