An impulse I can't control
It all comes on very slow
Thoughts start to grow and grow
and turn into obsessions
Obsessions I cannot resist

It can only reside for so long
Before an action occurs
I confront my desire
With high hopes
Not even thinking of all the future slopes

I present myself clearly
With extreme vulnerability
Anticipating those results
Results of acceptance
and results of what is real
What is real?