Quiet II

On a lie	
		I never meant to tell him

With a heavy guilt
		I can not stand the feeling

Too great to turn away
		I don’t know how this happened

I care very deeply
For him
		But I am not in love

The difference is between
A shoulder to cry on
		Or a warm naked body to grind with

If only I could make him see
What he really means to me
So leaving would not mean saying goodbye

The anguish runs deep in my soul
Through my flesh and the very marrow
Of my bones

I feel my heart breaking into a thousand 
Razor sharp slivers
Never to be gathered and put back together
Some so small they vanish

Complementing my pain
Is the passion of an extreme lust
So shallow 
And dull

I have been such a fool

Leave a Reply