Conflicted

Conflicted

A Poem by Christine
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Title speaks for it's self.

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You threw me to the floor.

Then viciously ripped my heart from my chest.

You chewed it into little pieces

Then into my face you did spat.

 

I should not be conflicted

When you come back around.

I should remember the fighting…

My love being thrown to the ground.


I should not be conflicted

When I look into your eyes and see

The young man I once loved

Staring straight back at me.


I should not be conflicted

I should remember who you are

You are the tormentor of my dreams

The monster behind the charm

 

I should not be conflicted

When you say you want another chance.

You bait me with your pretty face

And your blue eyes in a glance.

 

I should not be conflicted.

When you come knocking at my door.

I should tell you to just go away,

That I don’t want you anymore.

 

But see, I am conflicted.

Not thinking right at all.

My heart is telling me one thing

My head is telling me not to fall.

 

© 2009 Christine


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To love is to endure conflict. No matter how strong we think we are, when it comes to matters of the heart, we are all weak. I find myself in this very conflict which you so eloquently portrayed. The tragedy is, even with this knowledge, I know it will end poorly for me. Very well written my friend, very well written indeed...

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I really enjoyed reading this piece.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Perfectly written...great flow, and rhythm.

I should not be conflicted
When you say you want another chance.
You bait me with your pretty face
And your blue eyes in a glance.

JUST SAY NO!

Posted 16 Years Ago


Good. I enjoyed it. When reviewing poems it's easy to lose track of where the writer was going, what they meant, and what's the point, etc., but I didn't get that at all with this piece. It was well focused and lead me the reader down your path, holding hands with you, so I could see, breathe, and feel your thoughts. The good poets can do that.

1. Present the issue
2. Sell the "emotion" to the reader making him/her take ownership of it
3. Share thoughts and fears with the reader as you escort them through your mind
4. Drive it home

You did all of those things... Good Work!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

To love is to endure conflict. No matter how strong we think we are, when it comes to matters of the heart, we are all weak. I find myself in this very conflict which you so eloquently portrayed. The tragedy is, even with this knowledge, I know it will end poorly for me. Very well written my friend, very well written indeed...

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I liked this one as well. Nicely written

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I feel a person's strength is dictated by how well they hold and know their heart. My friend, you know your heart well and sometimes knowing the truth doesn't make it any less scary. You look in the mirror and your logic tells you what your reflection sees. It sees the lines, your hair and the images and they can't be anything, but what they are. However, when your heart sees it's reflection it fills it's paint brushes with the colors grey, blue, aqua and tangerine and your heart remembers a time when your love was serene; ever green. Your feeling conflicted? I understand.

I love the flow and normally I don't like repitition in a piece, but this piece called for it; it needed it.

Well done!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Love is supposed to be love is supposed to be love. It should not be conflicted. It should be the harmony of the mind, body, and soul - with the heart in there somewhere, am I right? Yet, so many times we find our heart off chasing somebody while our mind is having a cow. It can be for many reasons, and not always the dark reasons that you have so painfully laid out for us here. It is difficult as the heart and the mind do battle, they wage that bitter war - where we are always the victim, no matter who wins. If only there was a way for them to communicate, have that mixing of the intellectual and the emotional - to decide in some form of accord what is best for us. Imagine what a happier place the world would be with that kind of unity? We can only dream... it is something my mind and my heart can agree on though... I agree with soul, mind you - the heart can be foolish in situations like this and it is best to listen to the mind - even though at times, it is the mind that twists things around to try to blind the heart... amazing how dirty the two can fight at times. A well written piece - thank you for sharing this with us.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This make you sound as strong and powerful as your words.. very good love it, stand your gound don't back down.

tls

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a really powerful poem. I can relate to it
very strongly as I'm sure a lot of people can.
It's a horrible positon to be in, wanting to trust
yet knowing you really can't but trusting anyway.

Tina

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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