Torn

Sometimes you can taste the salty ocean breeze
Blowing your hair, cool wind flowing here
And staring out at the rising, diving, crashing waves
Reminds you that you are torn

All the memories of what you have done
They appear suddenly, out of nowhere
And that tumble of jumbling memories
Makes you torn

Again you are worn
What you said floats across your dreams
It was worse than it seems
And you are torn

They said, "It's unforgivable
To do such a thing would be unimaginable
Inconceivable
Just not something I want to be accountable
For

Sometimes you imagine you are walking across the beach
Worry free
But it's like a leach or three
Once again, you are torn

'Was I right? Was I wrong?
Do I fight or move on?
Should I have stood my ground?'
And now you are torn

To forgive?
Inconceivable!
Do not hold me accountable
For your inexplicable
Choice

You are worn
Finally you decide
What's right
But you

Are

Still

Torn