I will suspend the rational pre-conceived formula and

enter almost into an emotional chaos

Anarchy for the logically obsessed

Unhealthy indeed but the passion based consequence

is desired for the imbalance

Oh how I love this lost anxiety

Empty soul dropped sensations

Now this discomfort is the only pleasure which I seek

The only thing left in existence outside the mundane and

the meek

Let us run amuck and indulge while we can

Let us do away with the pre-conceived plan