Bound and Broken

Broken under the pressure
Of never telling you how
I feel. I am beaten, lonely,
Crumbled, and tortured now.

Wishing the truth I could
Give out to you, but for
Your own good I don't. I
Still long for this ever more,

Though I know nothing can
Nor ever will happen 'tween
Us. So cruel is my torturer,
Forever unknowingly mean.

Chained to the wall by the
Words spoken here, I want
To take back and do again.
Again, to you I need front

And be honest. But never
Can I; never tell you I shall.
Ever wondering "what ifs"
Who am I to go to now?