I ask reason,
Is there truth in ones words?
Emotions so lovely,
The spark of one’s eyes,
The warmth of a smile,

I ask for a reason,
As it can’t be,
As all is the very glint of wretchedness,
Hypocrisy maybe,
Attracted to the borderline demonical,
And the bitter detachment,

No!
I ask myself to reason,
For I’m guided to righteousness,
I shall prevail over the storm,
Nonsense to think of it,
To constrain my consciousness,
Atrophy indeed,

I ask reason if I am,
Competent enough,
To comprehend,
To discern the flaws,
If am strong,

I ask myself to reason,
For I will not descend into the dark,
Currently present in the moral feelings,
Erroneous inside,
Superficial peace acquired,

I ask reason,
To translate,
A condition of mind,
Euphoria,
The psychological state,
Cerulean in nature,
A mind without conscience,

I ask myself to reason,
To clarify,
And reason cannot comply,
With infection,
The obsession of a virtual heart