Giving In I Give Poem by Ruth warren

The one thing that I hated most
was having to give in, now I prepare
my heart as the Hell begins. Under your
control, so I can live, I give to you
my soul, and my last breath,
I'll give.

I'm yours now, do as you want to,
I have learned to live in sorrow,
in my life, it's nothing new. I welcome
all the hatred, it's become a part
of me, take my heart, chain it up,
no longer I will be free.

My mind is yours now, so do with it
as you may, my hopes and dreams I
have tossed away. No more plans for
a new tomorrow, I am prepared to
live a life of sorrow.

In my heart I can always pretend,
with each tear that falls, my pain
will blend. So I give myself to you,
do with my life what you will, I can
only pray that I can forgive you.

I have no choice, for I have no life,
I am all yours, your broken wife.
No way to escape, no where to run,
the joys of your heart have just begun.

Tell me that you love me, I know it
is a lie, I'll tell you the same, as I know
it has died. I have to be yours now,
it just has to be that way, happiness
I will never know, no more a joyful day.

I give myself to you now, so take me
as your own, I will be the perfect wife,
as in my heart I am alone. The pain
that you have caused me, the grief I've
come to know, will lie silently inside
my heart, no one will ever know.

A smile I will paint upon my face, as your
hatred I can never erase. I am yours now,
let my life begin, the only hopes of
happiness, I will see in the end.