Everything Is Perfect
"You'll know it when you feel it"
I've been told.
"It's like electricity"
I thought the jarring voltage was something to be concerned about.
I thought that,
This heavy trawl of a search,
Was a method for success.
This gripping, twisting, feeling I get,
When I think someone important is building a legendary defense,
Against the imaginary idea I call genuine interest,
I thought I was hurt,
I thought this running blood meant my wounds were getting worse,
But Thank God,
That everything works out in the end,
Because I thought for a second,
That this was hard,
and I needed help