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Aliada Duncan Poem
Love is tricky
Is it evil? Is it good?
Its results relays the answer
Each day carries its own emotion
Moods change like the weather
Love, you tricky devil
You got me
Imprisoned once again
Sinking in quicksand
Hopelessly clawing my way out
I'm trying, but it’s no use
I am engulfed by misery
Bipolar days and bipolar feelings
Restless nights restless and evenings
Insomnia
Waiting for my lover
But he's cool, he's calm, he's collected
As a man you see, he has his ways
I accept submissively
Because I could never accept losing him
He knows this, understands his control
This is my reality
Questioning how'd I get myself here
The Twilight Zone?
My Lover, my lesser god
Doing as he pleases
And I pick up the pieces
I say nothing, remain humble
Would hate to awake the giant
His anger I refute
So I settle and accept my folly
All my body has ever known
'Tis not simple to simply "wish" myself out of love
I've been here before
Only if I'd capture the strength to let go
Hope has left now, I'm merely a prisoner
Checked out of Heartbreak Hotel,
Now prisoner number 7779311
Only my lover has the key
However he'll never release me
Therefore I position myself
Stay in my place
I accept my agony
I accept my suffer
Because I love him
Gave my life to love him
I gave my life--
To make love to misery--
Over, and over, and over again
Copyright © Aliada Duncan | Year Posted 2015
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