Tortured By Love

Deep pools of heartache and sadness spill from eyes like drops of liquid pain. Contorted images of punishment and suffering Twist and writhe just beneath the surface Of a bruised and tattered form Torturous memories Devour and feast upon the dead carcasses Of dreams and desires that once ran free Within a realm of innocents. A heart held captive, Bound by chains of broken promises and lies, Held fast by the weight of fear and self pity, Complacent to the illusion of change. The soul wanders lost within the mists of insecurity As it searches frantically for that once loving hand To lead it back into the light, But only finding an angry fist That forces it back into the darkness How long must a nightmare continue Before one can awake from its horror, Or has this become the waking life Of a content submissive Trapped within one’s own brutal reality