torn - a request

Topic: When you meet someone you know you would have loved to spend your life
with, while being with someone you already love and could never leave. You live
torn between two worlds in silent agony, loving two people.



Torn


Of all the costumes I have worn,
And masks of skin eye and paint,
The character and the actor seems torn,
When the division taint,

For I will stay with this one I treasure,
For all the rest of my days ,
But there is the other I measure ,
That this outer garment displays ,

Hip, leg, arms, chest and neck incremental,
The tape finds the distance fine,
You know the other is instrumental ,
But the prime even two is not in the design,

With seem and seam there is incest,
Fabric torn, locks shorn, yet true love redeems,
The one loved first in on soul impressed,
The agony of being torn at the seams,