Instincts

My instincts tell me to run

My instincts tell me to hide

My instincts tell me who not to trust

My instincts never lie

 

And though my instincts are kind and true

I can not bring myself to follow them

Because though through my experiances my instincts were created

These experiances have also created my beliefs

 

One of these beliefs is not to judge before you truly know

To try and look for the good that all things hold

Though I know it will cause me much pain

I am happy to say I stick to my beliefs rather than my instincts

 

Though I wonder if my instincts and beliefs will ever live in harmony

I wonder if what I am doing is right

That if by following these beliefs

I am but merely causing more pain

 

By doing this am I helping and teaching others

Or am I scarring them

Scarring them with wounds that will never heal

Not even with time

Author's Note

tell me what you think, and tell me what you would do

Reviews

[Jemima Laing]

Very nice conclusion. The last line in the second stanza is a little choppy. It doesn't seem to fit right. I like the way you capture you emotions though,great imagery.