"Torn" by Stephen A. Romprey

Torn... Like the equator being stuck between two poles; splitting the earth as they are pulled in different directions from the universe. In-balanced from the fight between light and dark. Much like my past haunting me, turning unexperienced emotions or desires into crushed dreams before they were even an experience.  
       As I’ve said before life has it’s unforgivable misfortunes, I feel they are caused by my lack of direction. My thought are, when you dive head first into so many cultures, people, places and things you find a love for them all.
      Where you never want to let go but, the tighter you try to hold the reins the faster you lose them. Making me feel like I leave that piece Of my heart with them so they don’t have to feel the emptiness that follows once they are past memories. 
        I don’t know what hurts more, the fact that they become past memories I chase, or that I find myself numb and unwilling to experience new exciting yet fearful ventures.         This is caused by the fear that, I don’t know if I can take the loss of something I hold close to my heart. Especially of this existence; where we lose everything in the end. 
        The pieces Of my heart I have left to offer are singular, where I feel I have to protect them, because the pain of losing them would cause me to lose the last piece of myself I have, to whom, or what love I have left to give. As well as where and when to do so.
       I vision This being the love of a lifetime leading to a unalterable demise. Now left cursed with latching onto it; for there is some much I have yet to see, and at the same time Unwilling let myself go to see them. Much like the reins I grip so tightly. I know to experience this love as it is in fact my last, I have to let the reigns go, and let the universe unfold as my higher powers intend.