I have pursued feelings

Like sugar for children

Ephemeral as spiderwebs

Glistening fragile at dawn

Torn apart by passing breeze

Consumed like a drug

That wears off with use

And requires

MORE MORE MORE

With each and every passing day

What should be sought rather?

Flesh and blood and bone

Let us seek, let us gather

To build something permanent

That will stand against it all

A home that will never fall

And i will store my feelings inside

Safe from being washed away in the rain