On Arrest

by Taylor   Feb 3, 2008


My heart is on arrest
You are holding it captive
But this love is far from attractive
This love to you is but a game
But maybe I am the one to blame?
You are drowning me in misery and shame,
But I don't care cause I'll keep playing
your sick little game.
But only because I love you,
And pictureing life without you is hard to bear.
I am counting the days until you end this,
but but love the time we have shared
has been pure bliss.
You are my ecstacy,
You are my joy
but darling to you
my heart is just a toy.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments