Ruth warren

Rookie (5/4/1973 / LONDON)

I Give - Poem by Ruth warren

You have shaken my soul, stirred
my mind, just a little deeper with
pain, all left behind. I close my
eyes, I pray for eternal sleep, if
in your world my soul you should
keep.

Twist a little harder, the pain is
becoming of me, these red tears fall
as I lie at your feet, kick me down,
I am as low as I can possibly go,
now I shall give in and let you run
the show.

Inbedded within your powerful hands,
never will you cut the strings, and
let me run, always will be at your
command. Absent heart, cold and
frozen in time, never to regain
this life of mine.

So take my life, do as you will,
have your fun, shattered dreams
left unfulfilled. Aching memories
play over in my head, it is now
in your hurtful hands, my heart
lies dead.

Stripped me of what I use to be,
what I wanted to be, what I'll
never see. Paint that smile upon
my face, for only in your wicked
mind will it ever take place.

Silently and slowly my tired mind
gives in, letting the misery take
my soul again. The grasp of sanity
has slowly let go, Falling into
the firey pits of your burning hell
that I've come to know.

Giving in, is what you desire, I
am here now, do as you will. I've
come to know the pain in life, yet
I choose peace be done, as slowly
my heart dies within your thrill.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 14, 2006



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