WHEN MY HEART IS BREAKING INTO A MILLION PIECES

When I want what I can’t get,

For what I can’t get is who I am,

And I can’t say what I feel,

And I can’t go where I want,

Because it is wrong,

Because it is not acceptable.

Am breaking up inside,

I want you but am not sure,

Am not sure you’re right for me,

Am not sure am doing the right thing,

Am not sure I want the right thing.

I stumble in the darkness of oblivion,

I struggle in the weakness of desire,

I fumble in the haziness of unclarity,

I look for you.

I look for what I can’t get,

I look for what’s not best,

I suppress,

I compress,

I repress,

I press,

I am aware that I SHALL HAVE NO PEACE.

The freedom I desire,

The satisfaction I seek,

I shall never possess,

I shall never hold,

I have cupid’s arrow,

It’s also Pandora’s Box,

It is the sword of Damocles,

It is the heads of Medusa.

I want what I can’t get,

I desire who I can’t have,

For when I go there I sin,

And the pleasure within,

Fades slowly, becomes dim,

And in the din,

And the silence,

I weep... my soul cries out....

I cry out for you....

I long for you....