What Is Your Drive, Guilt Or Pleasure?

What is it for you to call a drive?
Something that takes you off your feet
in pleasure to result secure?
Or a tearing feeling of wrongdoing
to drag your soul in remorse?

Are the ones who love you
the ones who help you move forward
or to pull you backwards?
Do they make you feel loved or guilty?
Are they a part of your present or of a hunting call?

What is it that drives you so far?

by Blue Angel

Comments (1)

Wow, this poem is fantastic! The words ring of truth.