torn

Torn

 

 

 

I was stretched to the limits

And a tiny snip is what did it

I was pulled by these two forces

Torn as if yanked by running horses

 

Pulled apart when the fight starts

They made me choose sides

Only one to abide

 

Glancing from right to left

Not much time left

What do I choose?

 

One way I may lose

And the other win

One wrong choice will finalize

Another mortal sin

 

No matter what

I must pick

One or the other

This is making me sick

 

Glancing around again

I break one rope

And that begins me on my raging flat slope

 

Though torn by this I may be

Soon, I’ll be fixed

Sewn back into one

With every cooling stitch

 

I’ll take what I chose

And face all the foes

Newly put back together

Every new tear I can weather