Tug of War


My heart is the rope

In a tug of war;

It’s not a game,

No one will score.

You chase after me,

I run away;

Just as you flee,

I look your way.

Your patience grows thin,

Mine never existed;

This game that we’re in,

The way I resisted…


Just when I think my heart is steady

You find you’re not ready.

The rope wears out…