Get a Grip

My emotions get a hold,

And they just won't let go.

They get a hold,

And they always show.

Keep them inside,

You must be crazy.

Don't abide,

Yeah you've gone spacey.

They get me in trouble,

How am I supposed to change that?

They have lead to rumbles,

That is a fact.

They've cost me,

People I love.

They lost the,

With the force of a shove.

They are there,

All the time,

They bear,

Witness when I rhyme.

They don't cost,

A nickel or dime.

But what they have lost,

That is gone for all time.

My mind,

Is a blur,

It is hard to find,

The cure.

My emotions,

Have great girth.

There notions,

Will die with me on earth.