This sickness pervades my mind

It’s coils of indecision wrap around

My heart and my head

By his face I smile or cry-

There’s no hope for me

I’m hooked,

Like the fish with pointy metal

Encased deep in it’s throat.

What’s worse is this:

I can do nothing.

The hook is in too deep,

And deeper still is

My grief because I cannot

Control the desires of my

Heart.

He is too high- too high

In power, in

Authority of life

Loving me would be

Abomination