LUST.

Deranged calmness, Rough intentionality, Flaming comfort... Something so strong, Stronger than the whole drug collection, I mean... who's Muhammed Ali? Laymen call it a dangerous toxin, Yet you embrace And rename it, 'A soothing toxin'... Toxin so toxic, Making you sick And seek the abstract. Slowly sipping into your capillaries, Snatching discernment from your being, In exchange for irrational obscurity... Oh! how your generation is so drunken with this toxin, You've all made a fool of yourselves!!! Successfully succumed to being lost... ...in LUST!!! Lust... Defined as a strong sexual desire. Genuinely, I know there's more to just 'a strong sexual desire' Lol. Lust. A fallacy of love, Masked as Love, Infact the most accurate camouflage of Love. Apologies darling, It's your brain betraying you. You're really not in love, It's merely oxytocin in charge. So dear, trash that thought, Trash it now, as Papeeyah would say. And hopefully you'd see beyond the act and quit lusting... for us... ~Jhella