Own eyes

I admire the lightning but fear the thunder
I love the nature but get scared of it's creatures
I embrace the wind but get frightened from the  arriving of the storm
I desire approach but am terrified of seduction
I enjoy the presence of loved ones but want to be alone
I thirst for darkness but am petrified of solitude
I dream of flying but tremble at hights
I wish for eternal slumber but cry at it's deep silence
I eager for the after life but run away at the sight of death
I keen on acompleshing succes but never have the courage to take the first step

I believe in light as much as I am aware of the darkness
I feel the presence of God but am also conscious
of the presence of the Devil
I imagine the beauty of Paradase but also know the dreadful sorrow of Hell

My world revolves between two concepts:
Of good and bad, joy and sadness, pain and pleasure...
Both are part of me and lie in my soul
Each in the same dose as the other
They are and will remaine my mind and heart.