My Demons Follows Me

There she was standing in d doorway
Wondering if it was ok
Ok to feel
But not love.
Wondering
If it would someday
Turn around and bounce back
With a force
That would make her fall
Make her trip
And loose her grip
Grip with which she holds
Her whole world in her palm
Dreams will shatter
Promises will fade
Hearts that have been broken
Will they ever forgive?
Meeting and parting is d way o life
But if the parting is Bitter
The pain exceeds inside.
Torments your soul
With guilt you don’t owe...