My mind and heart wage eternal war
over which control my actions,
my heart resembles an open door
and my mind calculates in fractions.
My heart makes a decision
unbound by the restraints of before,
but my mind is full of suspicion
and banishes the thought forevermore.
This endless battle blinds my sight
confusion, saint or sinner?
Neither going down without a fight
and neither one a winner.
In the end I decide who wins the exchanges
because war, she never changes.
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012 at 1:51 AM UTC
My mind and heart wage eternal war
over which control my actions,
my heart resembles an open door
and my mind calculates in fractions.
My heart makes a decision
unbound by the restraints of before,
but my mind is full of suspicion
and banishes the thought forevermore.
This endless battle blinds my sight
confusion, saint or sinner?
Neither going down without a fight
and neither one a winner.
In the end I decide who wins the exchanges
because war, she never changes.
I wrote this based off of Shakespeare's Sonnet 46
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