Up, euphoria. Down, dismay.
A shadow behind a shadow,
twisting and turning everything.
Up euphoria. Dinners and movies
in your head. Cliché endings and
perfect pieces fitting together.
Down dismay. A shattering of
souls. A loss of hope, life, and
something you never really had.
Right, heart. Left, logic.
The scales tipping with weight,
violently swaying from side to side.
Right, heart. Pushed against a wall,
knife to the throat, are you serious?
What's the answer? The flip of a coin.
Left, logic. Rolling down an embankment
screaming the name, clawing back up,
falling again. Hitting the bottom.
A fragile rose wilting in the morning sun,
red faded, head drooping, dust gathering.
