Emotions write great poems on cold nights. 
Stir crazy thoughts and founded energies. 
Emotions make love, and start warzones. 
Emotions make you question your sanity and humility.
Emotions Concieve a love then question it’s existence. 
Emotions see inner beauty and ignore imperfections.
Emotions may complete you then tear you apart. 
Emotions will feed you, then drain you. 
Emotions are priceless but high maintenance.
Maybe I’d give up all my emotions, 
To remain a free spirit, 
Lonely but with stability. 
So as I’m in love I will always have a poem. 
Emotions write great poems, but your heart pays the price.