Submissive Affection - Not

Your thoughtless talking Got me running and walking Our reflection of cyber-sensation is not genuine You're playing with my feelings and head now...that's mean... Where have you been? I have lost you...once again... How can I forgive you, boo, When we can't see face to face? Searching all over for you too Am I just this overwhelming disgrace? Oh, What now? Ah, now what? You have taken me on levels of frustration...I weep sleep in awake agitation Watching the process of abuse over the years Shallow swimmer, shadows out if the closet of velvet hesitation You and I together drives me in bittersweet tears In instant return, I get your rejection reflection I internally burn Not involved in your life of successful intervention.... Oh no, not anymore... Hurt alone to the core... I shed my blood of hate for our love on my own And, in your eyes, I'm a pitiful fool and the aftershocks of your actions had made it known and let it be shown...I don't care, I'd rather bleed in the inside alone... Alone, I will probably be... Not alone, you're so free... Your senseless subjection Of my submissive affection It astonishes me... Mmmmm Wholeheartedly Mmmmm It vanishes vainly... Ahhhhhh Unfortunately... Ahhhhhh Yet, fortunately... Ah, oh so wistfully It is incredibly of envy... I have lived to witness momentarily... Fair or not, I love who I want to...sorry, but not sorry Suffocated by the overwhelming elevation you sent me from miles away You're dominant to my passion-whelmed mind's eye I can't deny or even mutter a lie Underrated and hated by the society that wants beauty without flaws, but I'm not that sun-shining day in California some even think or say You're recessive to my heart's main focus and its target is what's truly in your heart of sticks and stones...is it of vibrant skies or of underground goodbye's, wrapped on in ribbons of why-do-I-even-try? I'm not here to impress, I'm here to, well, express What's in my young heart I know it's not a perfect masterpiece from the start But I tried my best To pass life's test Here I am today, trying to tell the rest That a cute poet, like a headstrong athlete, needs a good night's rest Our love is like east to west... Sorry, friend, but I won't detest You and all you do for me I am a land of captivity and you the sea of Liberty