I picked up my pen and I started to write, <br />about the many things I was feeling today. <br />But there simply were no words to express, <br />the heaviness that my heart had to convey. <br /> <br />Verses of beautifully written poetry in the past, <br />always came to me with such wonder and ease. <br />Words would flow like magic from my head, <br />like that of a gentle blowing summer breeze. <br /> <br />Today I was utterly and completely wordless, <br />not a single rhyme could I muster in my head. <br />The gentle breeze suddenly stopped blowing, <br />and I realized that my poetry in motion was dead. <br /> <br />What a horrific shock it was for me to discover, <br />that what I thought was all along...wasn't at all. <br />The man I had freely given so much of myself to, <br />had taken all he could and then set me up to fall. <br /> <br />Without a second thought he disgraced me, <br />his intentions where never genuine, never real. <br />My punishment for giving my heart to this man, <br />is the continued agonizing pain that I feel. <br /> <br />Yes...I suppose it's for the best that it ended, <br />although I can't for the life of me tell you why. <br />I've never had to loose someone I loved before, <br />loosing HIM makes me want to curl up and cry. <br /> <br />There is no sunshine in my world these days, <br />only a steadfast cloud of confusion and pain. <br />It follows me where ever I go...like his ghost, <br />the skeletons of our past are all that remain. <br /> <br />How sad and how unfortunate I still want him, <br />I couldn't NOT, no matter how hard I tried. <br />We don't get to choose who we fall in love with, <br />we only get to hold on tight and enjoy the ride. <br /> <br />I am weak and vunerable when it comes to him, <br />I've become ignorant about what's best for me. <br />I am blind to all his faults...I see only perfection, <br />I'm a prisoner of love and don't want to be free.<br /><br />Shelly Price<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prisoner-of-love-2/
