Conflict
is a funny word.
it has so many implications,
limitless applications
and virtually
zero limitations.

it's Absolute.
it's Beautiful.
It's Prolific.
it's the only word
i can use to describe my
frame of mind lately.

i don't like people.
yet, i find myself
forming friendships,
nurturing attachments
and giving in to the
volition of my emotions.

my conscious is conflicted,
a turmoil is indelibly printed

on the surface of my reality,
awaiting my imminent synergy.