Consumed with emotion much against my consent
I am torn apart, and somehow, so content
Not sure of this potion…how it leaves me intent
Yet, I drink thereof, refusing to relent
Such beauty and wonder within but a smile
I hope that this pain will linger yet a while
My heart rent asunder, yet my feelings run wild
Even though my hope may be but denial
Alive to the torture of both pleasure and pain
I’ll never acknowledge this may all be in vain
I cannot step closer…I cannot turn away
Sweetly hellish, my *******, with love but the chain

This is no secret that I keep from myself
I am drowning, yet I will not cry for help
Forever, I’ll need you, and I may be fooling myself
But my desire cannot be dispelled
A slave to the notion…a slave to the chance
That one day, you’ll return my stolen glance
These thoughts set in motion still defy circumstance
But, even the thought of you leaves me entranced
My mind in disorder…my silence in vain
Sometimes the heart breaks when love won’t be contained
It will not be cornered…it won’t be kept at bay
It won’t be forsaken, and forever remains
Alive to the torture, be it pleasure or pain
Each moment I’m near you, I’m swept further away
I dare to step closer…I will not turn away
‘Til the day that you softly whisper my name