Vortex

So I know it's been a while since I've posted any poems but a lot has been going on in my life lately. A lot of emotional pain and trouble but these past few weeks has produced a lot of ideas for poems. I'll be refining them and posting them once I have finished editing them. Here is the first one I wrote and have finished editing. Hope you enjoy it.

"Vortex"

  - by Luke Putz

A storming vortex are my thoughts,

Against myself they have hard fought,

They wear and tear, I am distraught,

Around my throat and heart I'm caught.

So many things to do or say,

Would it be best to go away?

Is living worth another day?

I doubt my thoughts will leave this fray.

To run is not the thing to do,

It only would be hurting you,

A selfish act because I'm blue,

Is something that I should not do.

Should I start to find another?

One through fun my hurt will cover?

What's the point, why should I bother?

Knowing truth, there is no other.

Should then I wait and hope for naught?

This dream of mine is my true thought,

Your love refreshed cannot be bought,

And so my soul will sit and rot.

I'll think and wait and hope and wait,

Despite this change, I cannot hate,

For if we part, that is my fate,

Time spent with you was special, great.