Curington

And I am torn

in the center of this looming fight

the battleground itself

between the dark and light.

And I am torn,

between a darkness

something I know, know well

and know is trapped, but do not tell.

And I am torn,

between the light

a sweet freedom, uncertainly real

a place that I may, I may heal.

And I am torn

within this fight

I am unsure, wrong or right