Confession of Past Anxieties
Thou were right to leave my anxious side,
My soul within a storm of doubt did hide,
I crave thy proof of love with a jealous hand,
And in that quest,all vestiges of intimacy died.
I was intimidated by thoughts I could not tame,
Demanding shows of passion,stoking flames
But offering no warmth in my heart,
Stalked by fear,I only offered the shame.
Angry when my wants were not fulfilled,
My inner most by gnawing worry chilled;
Forgive the youth who knew not how to love,
Whose selfish needs thy gentle spirit killed.
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