Why Must I Feel

Why must I feel these feelings that I do,
That nothing I could say would help pull you thru.

He is your comfort, your light and your friend,
He says he loves you-when will this end?

Anger and hate; Jealousy and greed,
I want you to myself. That's not what you need.

So I sit here and ponder; what to do now,
The best I came up with was this stupid vow.

I promise to be there when needed the most
Or when called upon, to be a guardian ghost

I promise to love you in a love with no end
To be understanding when you need 'a friend'

But still I feel lonely when I have no use
Being just one feels like a tight rop's noose.

Sometimes I wonder, 'what if I jumped off the edge?
Would I feel better, that step off the ledge?'

One thing that stops me, and makes me feel new,
Is the fact that she loves me, That 'she' must be you.

-Kevin Morris