Love Me or Hate Me In A World So In Between
Do you love me or hate me
in a world so split in two?
I trace your name like Braille.
I toss it before I’m through.
You call me soft, and I melt.
You call me weak, and I fight.
I dream of you in color.
I wake to black and white.
We meet in the middle—
where no one wins or lose.
If I could choose, I’d stay.
If I could choose, I’d leave.
But choice is the cruelest mercy
in a world so in between.
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I love the Braille line as well as “I dream of you in color.
/ I wake to black and white.”
The decision for couplets works well here with everything trying to go in opposite directions. Lots of tension.