Masters of our own soul.

Masters of our own soul.

A Poem by zoeeyx

My heart races,
My mind won't quiet down.
I feel a storm inside me,
Every thing's spinning.

What is it about you?
You really are no good.
A part of me wants you...
I don't know if I should.

You kept slipping into my comfort zone,
Don't know if I believe.
You didn't have a mind of your own,
All you did was deceive!

This is why I hesitate,
When I start to feel blue.
I think of our good times,
Everything seemed so true.

For now, I need to live my life,
Not deal with this misery and strife.
There are some things beyond our control,
We are, in the end, masters of our own soul.

© 2012 zoeeyx


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Simply beautiful the way emotions are expressed, and the flow is perfect :)

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