Limbo At Its Most Pergatory

Do I let him go
Or simply let time flow
Unadultarated
By thoughts doubt saturated?

Do I stick with my heart
When it says I want to be with him forever.
He’s the perfect lover, partner
And you could really go places together?

Or do I listen when it says
That things just aint right.
If we got married and lived our lives
It would be hell, we’d only fight
The way we do when we get drunk
And I would not be permitted freedom
When and how I wanted???

What do I do
When thoughts collide
And conflict so desperately
That I am tied
Between Limbo and Pergatory?

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I keep on running back
But I feel slack
For doing that

I keep on fleeing him
But deep within
I feel it’s sin.

I keep fighting away
Confusing splays
Of thoughts that say

Why don’t you stay
You want to, aye?
So why not play?

Contraditcions torment
I don’t want to lament
I don’t want to forget
I’m so lost as of yet.

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Within thy soul echoes
countless emotion-geckos.
One each for loss and lonliness,
for love and hate, but I digress.
There are two dominant right now
hiding beyond each eye and brow.
One: lost and empty.
The other seeks freedom plenty.
Together bonding to confusion;
I unsure it's truth or just illusion.
Still, I may never know.
I must choose where e'er I go.
And until I take that leap
confused geckos I will keep.