There are times in when we feel chased, by the shadows of past consequence, and innate and beliefs,
We try hard to keep from falling apart. Do our possible. Are and mindful. day, it may seem the world is us.
We ourselves, And find we never realized, We could and every day, ourselves.
But there are moments, where things to break down, and a torrent of breaks out, and this of beliefs, such a feeling of displeasure, that permeates being, until you to just want to give up, and let life its course.
"Anything I do, won't things," you to yourself. And if this passes quickly, it may you untouched.
In though, you yourself trapped, and quite aware, that any of "escaping", not modify affairs, you to run away.
To those minds, or willingly, settle in a despair, and cannot cope life's complications,
And to those, who the same concerns and will follow them, they go:
There is one difference, between who, are enough, to get up more, and through the barriers, and who run away, and trapped.
It is the shock, of emotions, that us away, and us; us permanently wounded and guaranteeing our lifestyles.
But those who walk life, with that hurt, at the slightest and are not bothered, by ugliness, not by the remembered and not worried of how many scars, disfigure them, are the who are released, to feel again, and experience more.
And with the wave, what was a torrent, of emotion, a colorful, complex and compelling palette, of and feelings, us the ability to create and combine, not only a of the senses, but the feelings - Synemotion.