Angeldust

There is no emotional love
nor is it physical lust.
I do believe the state I'm in
I'll be calling Angeldust.
Ground down, wore out
no pain, I have not bled.
Ventured delivering honesty
seems common sense had fled.
Over and over I roll the scenery
through an uncomplicated mind.
Good sense wars with wickedness,
fractious with divine.
Taunting in it's absence
torture in full view,
I'm plagued with possibilities
the experience is new.
Never have I felt it's like,
please make it go away.
I can not take it very long.
Though, I do need one more day.