Indecision
Indecision guiding me to the edge,
Struggling between what I do feel, and don't.
A string to pull to keep me off the ledge;
Knowing that what I want to do, I won't.
Stuck in between, paints pictures of a dream.
Wrecking my life but also wrecking yours.
All the words I speak to you, I mean.
These foreign feelings simulate downpours.
But it's my happiness that's on the line.
So I will choose to do what hurts me less.
I, the boat, and you, the current this time;
Beating on, but it's what I think is best.
Risks are taken no matter what I do.
Danger cast aside, what I choose is you.
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