THE HOOK

                                           

                                                  THE HOOK

                              When you feel like love is not enough,

                              Move a step back, and let it come to you…

                              But alas! the hook in my heart pulses,

                  Every step I take stings, the pull strengthens,

                              The love, the lust, or the sweat, or is it just me?

                 The need, the want, or hope, or is it just you?

                             The harder the struggle, the stronger it gets,

                 Strings are taut, and a struggle starts, held so tight,

                             But a slip of a sec and all is lost.

                Drowning into the depths of darkness,

                All is lost then, but it still stings?

                            For you are the hook in my soul, straining,

                            Never to heal, never to scar, yet constantly stinging...