Anger.
It happens with everyone
You are no different
Just incredibly hurt maybe.
Truth.
We all seek,
Not even a thousand lies make up
Not even the words not even music
When its all said and done, there is no way to un-do.
Regret.
They say it's of no use
Then why it was discovered in the first place
It takes you on a trip to the past making you see the voids unclouded.
Ego.
It doesn't spell s-e-l-f r-e-s-p-e-c-t
Like a termite it eats you up
Block your thought process and make you question every other soul.
Compassion.
One of the rarest and most precious feelings
Never let go if you find such a hand
It's angelic, inspiring and beatific too, makes you a little better.
Love.
Like meeting someone who knew even the dustiest corners of your messed-up being
More of a naked truth, like the Saint-Gobain glass
Ineffably awesome but equally difficult and hurtful
It's more like once you're bitten, y'll never wanna be the same again!
