Torn

I am so torn

Between what is right

And what feels right

I know

We aren’t meant to be

I know

We never can be

I know

You don’t belong to me

So why do I crave

Your touch

Your glance

Your kiss

At every stolen chance

The angel and devil

On my shoulders

Both agree

Being with you

Completes me

Temporarily

But my conscience

My soul

My inner peace

Are tearing each other apart

Each have their own opinion

And are terrorising

My fragile, gullible heart

A few moments of happiness…

A vacation from life…

A lifetime of guilt…

I am so torn

Between what is right

And what feels right

 ~S~