The Perplexity of Human Desire

Dear Nobody,

Oh, what is this storm that's bound my soul,

These vines and thorns that pierce my heart?

Hatred that I cannot explain.

Oh, help me from this miserable state,

in which I am stuck in this lonely fate.

For out of love I cannot go.

But simply say thy will, 

and my breath will flow.

Follow my mind, I cannot do.

But my heart desires another too.

Without your touch my lust will fade,

leaving a foul hole I'm afraid.

Your love can be,

but nothing more than a glimps of me.

Sincerely,

Confusion