It isn't the end of the world, I know
But in a moments time I loved you so.
And now I'm defeated, I am prisoner here
Never so cold was my heart, nor so hot were my tears.
I gave you my light, yet you let it burn out
It was drowned in my eyes and smothered in doubt.
I have no strength left to bear the weight of my emptiness
All of my strength has been conquered by your gentle caress.
Yet like a tyrant king you rule my heart
For all the freedom you have, you will not let me part.
So here I sit alone in your chains of gold
In the confines of your heart, where it feels so cold.
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Great poem. Very well described. Great imagery and style. Excellent stuff. I rate it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2. Please use the search box by typing the name of the poem if the page doesn't open with the title of the poem.