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Confusion

My mind is a terrible mess, swirling around, in and out..
My head is at unrest, what to think? what to feel ?

I sit here in the midst of confusion, my eyes gaze far off into the distance..
What am I, who am I supposed to be ?

I do not know who I was ment to be, I do not know what I am, all I know is that I live, and that life... life, is no game..

My feelings, are mixed, I love many, but only one holds my heart, How come ?
How come just one person has the strenght to hold my heart in her hands ?
How come just one woman, can handle my will ?

I am strong and free, and hard to trap, but this woman... she does it in a snap..
She caugt me in her web, she found me, she is the huntress, and I... I am naught but prey in her eyes..

Yet something tells me to be carefull with my choice, something warns me, that my mind may be playing tricks..
I feel love, stronger, and truer, than any other emotion, how come ?
How come that I, who have been able to endure for so long alone, now need another by my side ?

I have now opened my eyes, I\'ve found strenght in my one weakness, and it has made me.. Immortal..






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Publicerad 2006-07-19 21:45



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