Logic or Love

Two halves of me are warring.

One with logic and good intent.

The other with feeling and a heart.

One bends all reality 

in an attempt to prevent

heartache and hurt.

The other speaks from

the tip of the tongue

nothing censured

and without care for possible pain.

One wages battle

against all that I know of you.

The other will never give up

or back down

or cease to care

for you.

One waves a bloody banner

claiming death unto the enemy.

"Kill thine own heart"

They shout.

The other waves a banner of peace

Doves upon a white sheet.

"Love thyself and he"

They call out.

The bloody battle rages on

Each side claiming to be right.

Slowly one half begins to wane.

Its prowess cannot match

The other's beating heart.

One strikes the fatal blow

One side dies a mangled mess.

If the heart beats the logic,

logic might be spared.

But if logic doth prevail,

the heart shall be no more.