icy promise

As my mind acquires knowledge, it rots away. It feeds on thoughts and ideas that disrupt the rhythm of a healthy life. They reduce the chances of achieving my happiness. They minimize the likelihood of reaching my full potential, bursting with success, exploring my qualities. My brain betrays my heart, driving away my triumphant future. Someday I will allow my heart to confront my cold brain, and halt the deterioration of my being.