-Trapped-

I feel cold
thrown and broken
empty and old
there are no doors open.
I'm starting to suffocate
paralyzed by the pain
numbed by hate
and I'm going insane
unable to move
outside this pain.
Who will save me?
Who will break the doors?
Will anyone come for me,
before I rot to the core?
As I lay here, I wonder
what will save me from here...
Love or Desire.

By, Ana F.
Date: December 14, 2004
Time: 9:06am

There's always a battle between love and lust, everyone knows this, but few people are trapped by it. I never was, because I usually resided in Desire, going out with guys just for the priviledges of having a boyfriend. But now that Im looking for something more, Im still trapped by my past of who I used to be, and its like a drug... Im addicted to that feeling, and even if I yearn for something more, for love, I dont know which one will help me more, or kill me in the end..