Anarchy of thoughts.

Man beware of me.

You wrestle me
You try to keep your feet on the ground
You make up your mind
You take help
But where will you cower
I am with you
You with me
Who are you without me.

I am your pessimism
I am your optimism
I am your unachievable goal
I am your life , ordinary
I am the life that
you tried to hold on to.

When I try to leave you
you shout
"Come back!!Come back!!"
and when I come
you cower and hide behind
your whims.

I am your thoughts
that could never culminate
I am your thoughts
who gave you your identity
I am your daily food
which feeds you
night and day.

You love me
You hate me
You despise me
You loathe me
Even then
you cant get rid of me

I take you to the highs and lows
I bring you back from hell
I take you to the heaven
Even then you don't hear the bell
that I try to ring
Holding onto you before you sell
all your dreams

I loathe your
monotonous way of living
I loathe the way
you disregard feelings
I just loathe you
and for that I make you pay
without you having any say.


In the end
you die
only I remain as a tribute
to my anarchy.