Joy and Pain

The school of thought that flows through my mind increases the
volume of my emotion. I feel the flow, the ebbing tide of joy, and
pain. Intertwined, twisting around the body like a growing stem. These
thorns bring a bleeding simplicity. A solitude unknown to those without
dreams. Though there is no rememberance, there is happiness. And with
happiness comes true feeling. The goal of all, whether they know it or
not.