Allow yourself to tear up
When you feel you need
Something to tear up
The nearest perishable frail construct
Kerosene it all in a bon fire
Bon voyage, au revoir
Bon appetit for destruction
Guns & rose pompon
Super bon bon
Got your soul coughing
When you could just nod
Acknowledging heart-felt honesty
See emotions blossom and release
You soften in the process
Tension seize
Without the need for toxic identity
We've all got a small sum
Of Nostradamus inside us
That knows, Our consciousness
Yet watches in calmness vitalic
Let it be
Like a Beatle once said
No need for dysfunction, disruption
Just be with omnipresence instead.
To Be Frank: 