How deep is the human soul?
Deeper than a volcanic mountain?
Waiting to explode,
waiting,
waiting,
waiting…
Aren't we always waiting though?
For a better life,
a fresh start.
Will it ever come?
Eventually we will just explode
Like the volcano that we are.
Anger, frustration, worrying-
Theres no point to any of it
We have to learn to breath
To blow on the hot coals inside,
To find peace
If we do,
Then the flames will go down
But just how far down can they really go?
Anger is inevitable,
Is it not?
Can we really suppress our feelings?
Breath through the pain?
Well-
Can you?
