The World keeps Turning

Lying flat on my back,
Nothing here but a haze;
I don't know if it will ever get better,
My life is nothing short of a daze.

The women have come and gone,
I seem to push most away;
I have broken more than a few hearts,
To what price am I making myself pay?

I know I have the potential,
To really reach out;
To love someone without question,
To love her without any doubt.

But the world keeps turning,
I haven't let anyone in;
Hurting myself so vehemently,
Is my ultimate sin.