TORN

To feel for another and not be able to reach
Circumstances dictate our life
The lessons we could teach
My heart and soul long for your touch
I feel as though I'm the chariot
I am torn and it is too much
Why is there not an easy fix?
Put the coins in my eyes
And send me down River Styx
I know that you care about me
Not enough to make it through
Might as well be Jason searching the golden fleece 
To feel the ache that I feel
For as long as I have felt it
Easier for me to be mad, then I didn't have to deal
I never wanted to hurt anyone
But everyone did in the midst
Truly I am not an evil woman
I am torn like Persephone
Torn by dark and light
Selfishness is my desire, but it can not be
I have opened Pandora's box
The evilness pours out
 Also hope shines through like a love detox
Is there enough light to hang on to?
 The owl whispers in Athena's ear
Justice wins;  I know what I must do
I hope that Zeus and Hera are having a good laugh
At the expense of our feelings
I take on the hermit's staff

Dori Wheeler 26aug08