A Wolf Inside Of Me

Sometimes I feel like there is a wolf inside of me,a really bad and mysterious wolf.A wolf who tries to make my life miserable,who points out every mistake.It lives inside of me.A one-to-one conversation with myself.All my troubles are so alive.Alive like the wind,alive like the breeze,the ocean.Alive like human beings.Suddenly it comes a peace.It's seems like everything is gone.All the little concerns were blown out by the dull sound of thunder and are never coming back.A peaceful light comes out,without perspiring I slowly breath.I feel all my body doing the right movements.The air is taken by my nose,I breath.The air comes to my lungs,I breath.I try to figure things out.I see the things have a solution.I see how happiness can be happy,I feel faithful.I feel strong.The rain is pouring down on my hair,my clothes get wet,my mistakes are gone.I want to be a better person and feel that I did something good to humanity.How difficult is that?How difficult it is to manage you anxiety issues and go through some really disturbing stuff?Knowing all the good you have capacity of doing and still doesn't move a finger.A little hooded girl,that's what I see myself like.A little girl is all there is.A wet little girl who is fighting with the wolf.She at least thinks of fighting with him,but she doesn't fight herself,she does not use her bare hands.She wears a red cape that she feels protected with.She didn't sleep for days trying to figure out how to kill this wolf.She is no good daughter, after all  She tries to be,but now all can she think is how lonely she looks on the forest.The forest is cold,dark and no one is there.The red-hooded girl I relate to,kills the wolf afterwards.Killing something that isn't worth having it is even harder and the ones are worth having it.The good stuff are always related to white-peaceful pigeons and angels coming from above and are very pleasureful that It almost looks like a sin-phonic Beethoven's symphony.
Just so you know, the trendiness pleasurably  comes alive in this story and although she doesn't want to wake up on the next day

Atrações Assimétricas

Medo.Esperança.Atração.Repulsa.Beijo.Desdém.Manhã.Noite
Os opostos se atraem?
Os meios em que nosso cérebro reage quimicamente tem um extremo impacto na vida dos humanos.
Ainda mais os sentimentos opostos.
Ser ou não ser,eis a questão.
Por que tanta atração na oposição?
Sem saber o que é medo,não temos a esperança.
Sem saber o que é repulsa,não temos atração.
Sem saber o que é desdém, não daremos beijos.
Sem saber o que é noite,nunca descobriremos a manhã.
É necessário conhecer o mal para ir pro bem.
Conhecer o inferno pra ir pro céu.
Ir pro fundo do poço pra encontrar o oasis.
Ser triste pra ser feliz.