For months a thing has been disturbing me.
Here, in my soul, there is a dissonance.
I can't escape, as everywhere I flee
This storm pursues me as a lancer's lance.
Two rapid wolves are fighting in my chest.
These mighty creatures cannot win or lose.
Without assistance one won't be the best.
Whom shall I help? I think I'll never choose.
The first predator is the voice of mind.
His enemy is heart fulfilled with love.
Dilemma! One of them should be denied.
I am in love with you but for a half.
I'm sitting here alone. To be with you
I've always wished but never wanted to.
2016
Dissonance
© Copyright: Николай Курочицкий, 2016
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