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Nov 2015
Torn between lust, old love, and new beginnings.
A fear of messing up.
A weight of guilt still lingers.
Will I ever be better?
Will I find myself wanting more?
The struggle is so terrifying not to **** up again, I cant get close.
Alone is where ill make a mistakes.
With her its bliss.

Fun times
Goofiness
Honestly
Happiness
Trust
Courage
Beauty

She will be my rock... Like one other...
My old flame.

           Oh how she still burns bright

I think of her ever day,
Oh will the pain just go AWAY

Like shadows, lust forever fallows me.
Pain from all the memories.

I want to grow up.
I NEED to grow up.

Be a one woman man, loving another with all I have, time and effortlessly putting in more.

I wish I wasn't so torn.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
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