Volatile.

11/02/2016

I have always been like a widespread ocean.

I can be calm, serene, and at peace,

but when the waves hit, it is always a rough tide.

The rocking waves are just like my emotions,

it hits hard and it is unforgiving.

I either ride along the waves, 

head high up and spiral downwards;

or just crash and submerge underwater.

I get lost drowning in the feeling of everything all at once.

But I hate giving up.

I hate submitting myself to forces that are greater than me.

I hate to not be in control.

I hate when things refuse to go my way.

I am stubborn as fuck,

I am merciless when I cannot achieve what I want.

I have a heart, one that is so big and full.

I have a heart, one that cares relentlessly.

I have a heart, one that can be void and be emptied.

I have a heart, one that would replenish, still, time after time.

I have a heart, one that I know will eventually be the death (or hopefully the life) of me.

I have a heart, and that is my biggest weakness.

I can be your anchor,

but who is going to be mine?

I make my own choices, I make ME.

It's time I get back on shore,

and stand my ground.

period.