Some use guilt as a means to keep love
But it is a selfishness of the worst kind
Forcing someone within a grasp
To intimidate the heart as well as the mind
Guilt is a tool of laziness
A temporary fix for a lonely soul
A heart cannot be forced to love another
No one wins in this fight for control
We all reach for guilt at times
It is an easy emotion to embrace
Getting what we want for such little effort
Guilt seems to keep everything in its right place
But when guilt is used as a weapon
The love returned offers little appeal
The moment a heart can gain its freedom
It walks away for the emotion was not real
When love is given the freedom to grow
When choices are encouraged and desired
The heart rejoices in anticipation
For true love has been seeded and inspired
Donna Cavanagh-MyVeryOwnFan.com