Heart is torn–  
Caught and worn.
Mind debates–
Is hope born?

Feelings race,
Lost in space.
Logic breaks
At fear’s embrace.

Dreams ignite,
Burn through night.
Thoughts collide,
Flee or fight.

Hope may sway,
Drift away.
Fear may lead
The soul astray.

Love will call,
Rise or fall?
Truth may bend,
But not be gone.

It holds us still,
Like dusk to dawn.
We bend, not break,
Till fear is gone.

If end is near–
Love or fear?
Mind and heart
At war, unclear.

Still from strife,
Bright sparks of life–
Blend or break?
Love or strife?

We speak of ends
As if they’re worst,
Yet breaking shows us
What comes first.

A hand to hold,
A vow to keep,
A soul that wakes
Instead of sleep.

If all must fall
And skies descend,
Let hearts not break,
But rise and mend.

If the world must fall,
Then let us stand–
Not with shields,
But hand in hand.