My conflicting thoughts-
Like a piece of iron
Suspended between
Two equally strong magnets.
Affinity to both
Keeps me in place,
At times moving an inch
And then coming back.
Hard times were those
When i could feel the fields
Fighting each other for my possession.
If I could,I would get torn in two
And give a bleeding piece to each,
I could easily take the pain.
But it hurts now when i'm torn,
Torn from the inside.
Torn in their love.
