Psychobabble

One minute you are here, another you are there. Free-falling through the twisted colons of sinister life, although the fall is not free. Bumpy ride gets you somewhere, don't know where?!? That's how sinister life is. Keeps you guessing. Keeps you on your toes. Makes your heart run a marathon, leaving you breathless. You are in a dark room with just one door. Light on the other side, shadows underneath. Makes the hair on your nape stand up straight. Standing on the edge of a mountain, feeling the gush of the wind through your hair, whispering softly in your ear..to jump. You look down, your insides turn mushy, your feet get sweaty. Life tempts you, cajoles, begs, pushes. But you take a step back, turn and walk away. You are afraid. There is no bed of roses waiting for you at the bottom. Devil befriends you disguised like an angel. You look into his eyes and see the fire, but you don't see the masquerade, the faint peel of the mask. You chose to ignore, because you are a gullible child. You wait till his hot poker sticks out your chest, you gasp in pain but still smile. You think it was all a mistake. You live through it, but the hole remains as a sore remainder of your naiive trust. When will you learn? You pluck a green leaf off of a tree and turn it over. You see the beautiful green veins and understand the true meaning of life. Turn over a new leaf everyday and you learn that fear and anger can no longer touch you. Just be happy or in love.....