Poem -

Torn.

Torn.

A double mind living the same life. 
A bruised soul in a healthy shell. 
Dying to live, Living to die. 
Fighting a ghost, Hiding in plain site. 
Darkness is bright, the sun shines at night. 
The most colours shown in black & white. 
Waves crashing into the sky. 
The sky is falling within itself. 
Visually off with sound way up high. 
Broken bones skin torn slightly. 
Mental state killing - numbing it all out. 
Love is blinding with eyes so deep. 
Deafening words spoken out of time. 
Heart throbbing slower with a breath. 
Two thoughts, one decision.