I Write Unto 'Thee' Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt

I write unto thee, the feelings of my heart,
I write unto thee, how it tore apart,
In my sorrow do I dwell,
I hope and pray its removed by a magic spell.
I roam the road,
within my heart a sword.
I cry everytime
and I fall in the slime.
this is my fate,
oh! how long should I wait,
for my heart to be free,
from bondage and painfull misery
I write unto thee, the feelings of my heart,
I write unto thee, how it tore apart.