It's late, once more,
as tears prick my eyes
which do I trust?
My heart, or my mind?
My heart say yes,
it loves someone so
and longs so much more
But is it my mind that fights?
Is it my thoughts that rebel?
My memories, I think,
do not serve me too well.
Do I love, or do I not?
The two war so fierce
so I cannot know myself
Wherein lies the truth?
Is love my heart's pride?
What know my thoughts!
Memories are oft changed
and bliss is oft forgot
overshadowed, confused.
ill memories seem more true
I'm terrified to find out
which part of me is wrong
What path do I take?
Is one worth more risk
than one more heartache?
Heart and mind have warred 'nough.
This locked box, what does it hide?
© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2010
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