One Hundred Words

One hundreds words are not enough to properly confess;

The raw emotions that wildly burn so deeply in my chest. 

A passion years forgotten hidden nearly out of sight; 

Now resurrected fervently demanding that I write. 

Torn between what's right and wrong my naked soul lay bare; 

Spitefully reminding that in love all pain is fair. 

This is the path I chose walk I hope you understand; 

You aren't to blame, there's no ill will, no need for reprimand. 

So much said with little time that most will go unheard; 

Remember that I summed all in just one hundred words.

Author's Note

My silent return.