You have me in chains;
keeping me sane.
Hold me; embrace the pain.
I won't complain.
A love that's not humane.
A means to entertain.
Can you explain
why I choose to remain?
Your abuse has kept me slain
I pretend to not feel pain.
A mental drain;
convincing myself it's not in vain.
Our love is inhumane;
your the only one with something to gain.
I try to restrain,
my thoughts are mundane.
But who am I to complain
when I'm not even sane.
YOU ARE READING
lost words
PoetryIf only you knew how you bring us to tears. I have since learned that you enjoy feeding off our fears. If only you knew how millions of your victims felt. And as I finally found the courage, I knelt. Looking upon the graves of the long lost souls, n...
