I'm lost in a void of angst that's so deep,
emotions etched and scraping to hinder;
spinning in circles, in others dire needs,
becoming a martyr to anothers' cause.
What lengths shall I walk to not inflict pain
upon fragile hearts I dare not deceive;
my messed up feelings, choice is mine alone,
self-created strife that I've welcomed in.
Fighting the wish to be selfish and grab
a piece of life that I'm hungry to live,
for I deserve love, but what of the cost?
Causing grief when I could sacrifice self.
Decisions looming that I must soon make,
to take heed of mind or follow my heart.
