Guilty

I am guilty of playing this game too far

So that we now bare scars

of regret. .

And life's balance is upset.

You've walked through doors

That were never meant for

you.

I've blossomed in your presence

become accustomed to your essence.

But it’s not that simple

life is wrinkled

by chance

and circumstance

I can't undo what has been done

Simply finish what was begun.

I'm ready to crash

not ready to burn

Seems I only learn

the hard way

I'm guilty of wanting you to stay

The same

A lover with no name.


© Ix-Chel Poot