Torn

[KatandMouse]

"Just like this,
I tell you.
This is me,
I swear.

Yet you don't believe me.
You met my other half.

There is me,
And there is her.

She is happy,
No matter what.
I am sad,
Because I cannot help.

She smiles,
While I glare.
She laughs,
While I am mad.
She hides me,
Because she can.
But there are times,
When she cannot keep me down.

Because I want to escape,
And she feels closer to me,
Than she has ever felt before.

When I met you,
I loved you,
Because you made me a better person,
Because you brought her out:
All of you.

But there are things about me,
That I don't want you to know.
Like how I am angry.

I fight it,
Fight it hard.
But things make me mad,
And when I'm mad...

But I am not mad,
Not right now.

I am torn.
Torn between who to help.
Torn between who can help me.

I am torn,
Between right and wrong,
Between good and bad.

She cannot hide me,
Because now I win.
Right now she feels my pain,
And she cannot beat me.

She is angry,
She wants to be alone.
And yet she doesn't.

Now I am in charge,
For now at least,
She does what I ask.

But I am torn,
And do not know,
What I ask.

I ask you for help,
And I push you away.

I do not know what to do.
Who to help.
And who to cry to.

This pain is tearing me apart,
From the inside out.
And I don't know how to beat it.

How to put it down,
Because I am torn.

Who to turn to?
Who to trust?
Who to help?

I am torn,
Torn apart,
From inside out..."

Um... yeah... I just felt like writing it... *shrugs* You don't need to know why.

[z311y]

I know why.

It's really good K@.

[Sanosuke]

Yeah, nice. :)

[KatandMouse]

Yeah... you know some of it... there's a lot of things right now, though... *sigh*

[Sanosuke]

hmmm yeah..

[Black Ashes]

torn like a piece of paper,
broken like a vase,
thrown into the wind,
petals against your face.

i am broken,
and torn,
with no way to be fixed.

i am the one that cry's,
when the darkness leaves.
i am the one that screams,
when the light touches me.

do you hear it now?
the faint thumping of my heart,
it pounds as he walks by,
fear in my eyes.

the help that i offer,
can do little more,
than make you suffer.

why may i ask,
is it that i'm the one in the mask?

i am broken,
and thrown against the wind,
whipped and chained,
like the dog i made myself into.

torn like a piece of paper,
broken like a vase,
thrown into the wind,
petals against your face.

this broken and torn me,
can do little to help,
so why may i ask,
do people keep asking?

[Hion]

I see Black added a little too ^-^ It's really good K@