Desire

A word so confused so wicked yet benign With so many different meanings from pure love to crime Brimming to the top with godliness so divine Yet tearing up a body with one's nails just to dine Aggression and fear, and hatred so fine Ruthless and mad, oh a frenzy so blind Pushing us to our roots, our instincts lost in time Reliving the feelings of our ancestors in their prime I smile at myself, me "one of a kind" For I felt that control was my forte, my find Never worried, cause I knew when my heart was crying I could put up a facade misting out I was lying Feeling pompous and proud of the grip on my mind I suppressed the real desires for a life so sublime Always crushing my wants like wheat in the grind Showing a face to the world so distant from mine But as I age, my eyes losing all their shine No tears to be shed as the veins are drying I choke down on my sobs, and think as I am dying That I grounded myself when I could have been flying