When I am in certain moods, I get quite emotional, and what I do is turn off the music and just think and pour out thoughts. And for that reason, I have decided to make this a thread for poems I write as I think this will be a great outlet for me. I'm not sure anyone will enjoy this, and that is fine by me: I yearn for an embrace, to feel the touch of water, culminating in a breathless scream of pure elation. I seek to understand the complexities of human emotions, why we feel the way we do, why emotions pass us and we can't identify them. All of those unexplained emotions are flashy and in denial. I don't wish to be perfect, I wish to understand. But a surface understanding full of hypotheses is all I get, and thus the cycle of being frightened begins. I was born in a medium sized town, south in my country. and wherever I go I see passersby. Knowing that they are real and I am one second of their day is mind-boggling. Such a simple thing, yet so hard to take in. I want to be in their lives, I want to be in everyone's lives, but yet with that urge, I realize that I will always yearn for more, which begs the question of whether this ever ends, whether I can be truly fulfilled.