Grudge match

sworn enemies
squaring off
center stage

logic
versus
emotion

heart vs mind

every wistful belief
i once held true
is a lie

every ironclad fact
i once knew
is false

there is no fate
just chance

the heart rebels -
escaping
this logical prison
of absolutes

haunting me
with visions
of beauty and bliss

passion is rekindled

burning
like a beacon
in the darkness
of my soul's keep

outside,
bloody coup d'etat
rages on

who will win?

restless heart,
weary mind