We do what we please,
We let the barriers dictate our lives.
That which you abuse,
Teases your addictive soul
Pleasure vs. Passion
Wanting vs. Living.
One side gives birth to suffering,
The other is extreme….
Find a middle way,
Like the water in your vessel
Listen; The rhythm
That moves your soul
& Silence; becomes the loudest noise
& the search will have never begun
And the cycle will lead you there again
Either way the cake is sliced
Only you decide when to end the strife
Be like water wise man once said
Drink some too, or you’ll lose your precious head.