Until today I felt veins were just tubes that circulated blood in my body. But today I understood their work system was of further importance.
Joyous, sad, hurt, frustrated, demeaned or nervous
I don’t know how the paintbrush moved on the canvas.
I couldn’t understand the mood I was in all day long
I couldn’t understand where I was right and where I was wrong.
Sometimes we react like a reflex action
Something hit you hard so you had an equal and opposite action.
But sometimes reactions turn much harder than actions
It just happens in a matter of fractions.
Sometimes we don’t want to believe that we are wrong
Whatever it is, don’t tell me, “I am wrong.”
Maybe we really aren’t too
Yet, stretching an argument further for this, is stupid too.
All day long I shifted from broad smiles, to silent cries to loud yells
Nonetheless all I remember really is the sobs to bed, even if today the day ending excels.
Because, that was the feeling I was in
And who really knows why and what’s going on within.
So I understood what my veins were assigned to do
They flowed the feeling across with my blood too.
Drowsy, tired, lazy and miserable I felt
Since that was exactly what my heart inside felt.
The feeling didn’t change my mood did
It just reacted on things coming up and added.
It wasn’t my fault at all maybe
But to scream and yell at that moment, in that feeling, was quite assigned to me.
A feeling changes only when the other overpowers
For that we should take charge of our inner powers.
Feelings might not leave us instantaneously
But moods depend on us completely.
Embrace your feelings don’t hide them
But, don’t let them rule, just take time and understand them.