Teach Me, Lord. I Need You. Poem by Gold Trybes

wish I could be quiet and just say nothing. I wish I could be someone else and just pretend like nothing is amiss. I wish we could go back to that time when it was just love and laughter and never have to look back. I wish I could juxtapose how I feel now to how I felt then. I wish I could just stop thinking and stop having my heart race as much. I wish that my heart so clouded with emotions will fizzle away. I wish that this is at best, naughtiness rather than substance. I wish that the beautiful woman I fell in love with will always be, like she once was, the woman to bring me happiness. A lil overwhelmed. I admit. Nothing rips me apart like strife. This is who I am.