You wish to think deep
Yet wishing what you thought is wrong.
I walk with a heavy heart
From the source that which fuels desire
I think, can I trust any?
With what the little trust I already have?
I wonder, can I love any?
Only if they do unto me that trust.
But there are those I love
Yet fueling me the heavy heart.
And bringing me into this cursed life.
However, they're my birthright,
And are meant to love.
Jan 1, 2013
Jan 1, 2013 at 9:50 PM UTC
You wish to think deep
Yet wishing what you thought is wrong.
I walk with a heavy heart
From the source that which fuels desire
I think, can I trust any?
With what the little trust I already have?
I wonder, can I love any?
Only if they do unto me that trust.
But there are those I love
Yet fueling me the heavy heart.
And bringing me into this cursed life.
However, they're my birthright,
And are meant to love.
Written June 8, 2002
Revised June 14, 2002
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