Lovers
A guy on my left
A guy on my right
Both here and then not
my heart twists with each conversation
As I allow myself to rise above the clouds
Falling deeper into this game
unsure of my next move
Pushing one away then pulling him back
Getting tangled in a web of heartstrings with the other
My life crumbling around me
I hold on tight to the two boys
who keep me from going towards
the light
This poem is about:
Me