I am in the midst of confusion.
Doubts from feelings
Guilt? Pity? Adoration?
Drawn walls beyond the lies
Pretending no colors on her eyes
For so long, she's been entrapped
Chains that bound her heart wrapped around
Thinking no one will ever hold her
Aware that the past resides emptiness
Smells of temptation like a beautiful flower
Wanting to cross the line
Contradicting promises
Forgiveness sounds so unconditional
Sounds familiar
Curves on her lips
Amounts of regrets
Standing in between
Nothing else matters
The line was crossed and she's screaming
I was there watching
Doubted it at first
It was the line of thirst.