The Turning Away
I didn't make the choice to wage war upon myself, but I did it nonetheless.
The only thing I ever wanted was the tenderness of a caress.
Why was I disregarded and belittled I wonder?
Why couldn't I focus and see things like others?
My heart is unbound and I cannot find the ends.
My love is in the grave with regret for all my sins.
What a perfect path or yet again it seems, such perfect memories may have only been dreams.