Break This Spell Poem by Josh Burnett

You tell me that I am ever so sweet.
Yet in that time you walk away to leave.
Tell me how I can I want thee
When you hardly talk to me?
Tell me how I can be free
When chains is all I see?

I waited for you
but the sun never shown.
The chance was blown
As I sat there alone.
Maybe I should just go home.

Where is your face?
Where is your arms embrace?
The pain never erased,
And I never found my place.
Therefore I don't feel love's grace.

I promised to myself
That I need no help,
But the lashes leave welps.
The wounds hurt theirself,
And my heart went on a shelf
Never to again feel like itself.

You said time will tell.
When I would feel well.
There will be no shell,
And I'll be able to smell.
I started to dwell
In the farewell.
I though you would be the one
To break this spell,
But I guess that went to hell.

There is no prayer
To make you care
As you give me a glare.
I dare not breathe air
Because you won't repair
This dispair,
And now I sear
As I declare
That you won't be there.