Wanton Passions

Emotional Honesty

It does not recede. Flows in different directions

Whether for right or wrong

For all it is worth, it is still myself

Some towards joy, some brings peace

But in all honesty, at times, it causes dis-ease

Porn Awakening

So much visual pleasures that I cannot sustain . . . which makes me thirst for more. I tasted excitement but this melts out of reality. I have only myself to please not for once.

And for countless times, the thirst do not subside. This must be a wound that cries for a cure. More, more and more.

Turned ashes, dust to be swept by the wind of emptiness.