The Confusion

The Confusion

I want to

But I can't

Sometimes

I need to

But I refuse

Whenever I hesitate 

I begin to run

Faster

I push

Yet 

Want to 

Embrace

I hide

Then long 

To 

See

Your face

I crave

I dismiss 

Come closer

Stay away

Love confusions 

Is 

Hitting 

The ceiling

I write

I erase

I'm torn

My need

All these

Things

I am

Just by 

loving 

You

Deborah R. shaw

The Silent Stalker

(c) 2014