Love

Loving too many

 

 

All during the night mixed feeling arise

careful not to get too close my heart slowly breaks.

One who is already there

The other wishes he could be there.

Torn between two my love grows weak.

 

An already broken heart has yet to heal.

One cares for me so gently and neat

While the other just wants a chance to compete.

Love so deep for the one thats been there

The others love slowly grows deep inside of me.

Torn between two my love grows weak.

 

A heart slowly dying between two.

My parents just won't let me get through.

A barrier set up between loving hearts.

A heart that slowly breaks in this earthquake.

Where do i go?

Where do i hide?

Torn between two my love grows weak.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Some decisions leave one person sad and alone. Hard to make. Confusion and feeling of despair are in your words. A excellent poem. Love does play tricks on us.
Coyote