Angry
With myself
For thinking of you
Constantly
Every move of the air
Every possible sound
Or are they all just in my head
Torturing me
And none of it -
- maybe? -
Your fault?
Angry -
Also - with you
For making me FEEL.
Feel like I do.
Feverish cheeks
Heartbeat from hell
Dying from not
being aware
Where and when
And
how soon
Running from you
To end up with myself
And then - vice versa....
Only because
there's no lines to draw
Or is there - still??
Somehow
This must be deserved...
Somehow....
This just can't be happening
Or can it?
What's being stronger?
And how weak is weak?
Have to decide
For myself
By myself!
Have to
Before
It's too late
Scared
© Copyright: Zyama, 2003
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