Confused and troubled, yet
delighted all at once.
I find myself trapped on the
border of two very
different worlds.
I am enslaved by my own thoughts,
dilemmas.
"There is now easy way,"
I tell myself.
Of course, I'm lying.
Overcome by passion
I give in
to the
impulse.
Not so much as to feel
remorse, yet
enough to know what I
ought not have done.
Some part of me wishes it never happened.
Most of me lusts for more.
Hypocritical?
Perhaps. But no more than the likes of you.
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