Pulled Apart

We all have experienced having our emotions pulled apart for a multitude of reasons. Just thought I would share some poetry in this same regard.

Pulled Apart

To act or to not ?

Whether tis nobler to have remained,

To leave the world to rot.

How long can I keep this contained ?

My heart is pulled apart.

It used to be clear,

right from wrong,

black from white,

Now it's all burning I feel the sears.

My mind is pulled apart.

Blood,torture,violence,

Hate,animosity, broken glass,

Where's the light? The incandescence ?!

No way out,no pass.

My soul is pulled apart.