Belief

"She's an obnoxious b***h,"
Says he,
"She keeps buggin' me when I'm nowhere near her!"

"He's pointless"
"He's hidieoious!"
"He's CRAP!,"
Says she

"Why are you even friends with it?"
They both yell at me.

He's funny
He's understanding
He's deep
Like me

She's entertaining
She's a tree hugger
She talks about everyone
similar to me

They always fight
Always drama
They pull the cords of the comunication
So they have more than the other.

I am the comunication
My arms are the cords
I'm important to both of them
So why do they keep hurting me over the pointless fight wanting me to choose sides.

Now I must choose
I can't be with both
My heart tells me him
My spirits tell me her

Who do I choose
What should I trust
My heart
Or my religion
Does it matter
I'm still hurt

Reviews

[Vironykah]

Wow. What an amazing poem... you describe this situation beautifully and you use metaphors amazingly..