Caught up
Ever get caught in old habits
Doing things for a reaction
Then regretting
But not really cuz what happened
Is what you wanted
But not what you need
And it feels good and bad
At the same damn time
So you sit in the satisfaction and yuck
Of the situation
Promising that you won't do it again
Just to get that itch in a few
Weeks days hours minutes
And there you are back doing
What you love and feel bad about
Trying to reconcile the urge
When no words are sufficient
It is the aching of the heart
That leads the action
Not the ration of the mind
Plus you get thank you's
And attention
In the end we all want attention
So the deed is done from
the heart for the heart
Out of the cerebral
Into the joy of it all
All the while we live in
Head first heart last society
Which is painful
Cuz love is what really moves the world
So you want to love who you love
Without all the messy bits
Ending with a declaration of
Wild abandonment
After all that freedom
You are hit with
"Think about what you are doing"