That constant tug of war,
Emerging from my mind with swollen twisted carcasses
Pulling me apart, fighting to keep the light burning
That sparkle in my eyes,my tongue, my lips.
Twisted metaphor, resonating my form of thoughts,
Struggling to dream, protecting my flight
That endeavor, Good versus Great,
So much more difficult than good and worse
Constant laughter, constant screaming
Resilience exists, still give me your hand
Love stays, yet show me your heart
Faith builds on, though I need your presence
Believing & Still moving
Leaping & Yet rooted
Two pieces intertwined and pulling at pain.
That constant tug of war.
