FEELS and RIGHTS

A need                                  

intensely pursues me

Tormenting and attacking

from all sides and angles

Choked with desire,
my sense is shoved

out the door.

Crawling and pleading

I heed to my masters call

  

Arrrgh! Arrrrrrgh!

My master calleth

Writhing and wrestling

another command is obeyed

Where goes my sense

of right and wrong?

Help, how long?

Lurking and watching

as I fight alone.

Come! Come!

Hasten to my call

The clock gradually

ticks to 12.

  

Hipppiiiiy!

I record a win

Can I keep it up?

Battle of Rights and Wants

Will I win?

The battle of what I feel and want

against what is right.

Lord Wants holds the reigns

Will I ever escape?

Bound to a prison imposed by feels

Struggle unending struggle

looking forward to my rescue

if ever possible

Oh Lord Rights

let my cry reach thee

A flicker of hope

Gradually pours in

through the tiny hole of conscience

Lord Right

Lord Want

A slave to both

A slave to none

How enticing are their calls

Sounds, too appealing

Indecision plagues

Whirling and twirling

like a furious ceiling fan.

Helpless I remain

Waiting patiently for my rescue

Battle of Wants and Rights

Where do I stand?

Where do I remain?

A slave to none

a master of all

thus I wish.