Dilemma

Dilemma

The words just fall into place,
Each in its own special time,
They arrange themselves with ease,
Without searching for rhythm or rhyme.

The songs for the places are simple,
The poems for my thoughts seem to flow,
But the ones for people, they haunt me,
Where they belong I really don’t know.

The ones for places are bland,
The ones for thoughts are obscure,
But the ones for people are dangerous,
Should I chance it and share them? I’m not sure!

They mean more to me that the others,
But the damage they could do is immense,
Should I keep them, show them, or hide them?
Should I risk causing offence?

Do they leave me with feelings laid bare?
Do they show what I really should hide?
Should I write them and burn them straight after,
Or just keep them locked safely inside?

They torture my brain with emotion,
They wring out my spirit with pain,
Feelings burst to be free and be noticed,
But I crush them back down once again.

2:15 7th Aug 2007