Cast me down no longer;
Strangle me no more.
Don't pretend you love me,
For I was never yours.
Cold and shaking;
Suffocating.
Out of breath.
Terrified of death.
And all you do is look at me,
And laugh at my state of misery.
All hope slips through exhausted fingers
While my biggest regret still seems to linger.
Blind mine eyes no longer;
Poison me no more.
Don't pretend you love me,
For I was never yours.
Sad and lonely;
I'm the only.
No one here
To dry my tears.
I never thought it'd end this way;
You with a smile, and me in chains.
But now I know not to trust a snake,
For that, for sure, was my biggest misake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If he's happy to see you in this state he's just plain mean. Don't waste your time, give love to someone who appreciates it. Its you who will grow and he'll remain a small meanie. Nicely expressed poem.