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Oct 2011
Raging desire fills my lungs,
Envelopes my actions,
Screaming in agony.
If only resisting could
Solve the internal conflict
Building inside.
No, if only I had
The control I tell
Myself I have,
Then consequence would
Not be a disregarded
Afterthought.
But it engulfs every
Kind desire I have left,
And leaves me
Alone.
Undesired.
Oh how the woe of
Desire has left me
Unable to commit.
Unable to do the most
Pressing deeds.
Those that love me,
Are constantly in harm.
I care, not for what
May come to me, but for
The innocent lives
I've put in peril.
Yet, the rush pushes
All cares away,
And I circle back
To the raging desire
That fills my lungs.
Ashley Bertram
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Ashley Bertram  26/F/U.S.
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