Poem: To do or not to do?

I saw that green indicator,
Suddenly something wrong with my heart reactor,
To click it, to type on it like a fear factor,
My brain becomes a monster,
My heart becomes a dictator,
They're suddenly become a fighter,
Like Harry potter versus dementor,

And now I'm hoping my brain can act as my heart's circuit breaker.

I don't know I don't know,
Should I stay away from this pleasure,
Or just follow the flow,
Because one thing I know,
Be like a tractor,
Not so good looking,
But very useful to his Master.

I figure out the answer,
There is something that makes my feeling smaller,
It's the Greater, up there.

I'm afraid no longer,
Because if Allah's will, we will be together,
I swear.