Playing inside my head,
a vicious game of chance.
A conflict of emotions,
doing its torture dance.
Where to go, where to turn,
what to do or say.
I only wish this conflict,
would simply go away.
Arguing each other,
deep inside my head.
I wish I had the answers,
to all that was said.
Waiting for the finish,
for that final round.
I listen till its over,
and I no longer hear a sound.
Still without an outcome,
I'll wait it out once more.
Cause my conflict of emotions,
will be back again for sure.