Inspired by true life
Prisoner of Love
I am a prisoner of my own thoughts, emotions, and feelings for you.
I am a convict in love with no trace of escape.
Constantly, I plan my jailbreak…My means to free myself from you.
Yet, these chains grow tighter each day sealing my fate in bondage.
Each day, I strike another tally counting my lifetime sentence.
There’s no hope of probation…No hope of salvation.
For love is the crime I committed and that is a bond that none can break.
But in the end, I would commit that crime of passion all over again because it would be worth all the punishments in the world.
Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone! :) From yours truly!
I am not perfect nor will I ever claim to be.
But I am learning on this journey called life.
My mistakes of the past has taught me the test of the future, to prepare me for what lies ahead.
I admit I have flaws but that does not make me who I am.
You see I am woman and that makes me strong.
I am woman which gives me the will to love unconditionally.
I am woman which gives me the courage to dream.
You might not understand me or even care but I refuse to live life with regrets.
I’d rather take the risk than to wonder what if…
My Tortured Heart
My tortured heart is mine to bare as I sit hear wanting to cry in despair.
I know what is…but wonder what could be…why oh why can I let things side?
I sit here and try to clear my head as my heart continues to bleed red.
How can a heart be so tortured? Happy to have you in my life, yet so sad.
I wish I knew the cure for a broken heart so my pain would not have to stay.
Then I wouldn’t have to wish again for my heart to go away.
It never leaves me alone…Never lets me be…My love for you is strong and that is all too plain to see.
Now I’m left to deal with this tortured heart and a love that will never part.
I wish I had the courage to say how I really felt.
Only heaven knows the deep secret I possess.
Perhaps it is more obvious than I perceive.
Or maybe it is only me, who I wish to deceive.
The feeling is strong, while the return is bare.
But knowing no other can truly compare.
Hearing your heartbeat as I lay on your chest is my only desire…
But that is a dream that will probably never transpire.
I dream of you as I lay here imagining I am wrapped in your warm, embracing arms…Your hands tender to touch keeping me from harm.
If it wasn’t for this thing called pride maybe you would know all of this…But for now my words will simply be unspoken.
Love Me Simply
Hold me. Love me. Make love to my mind and not my body.
Touch the very depths of my soul with just the sound of your voice.
Give me that kind of love that fills my heart and overflows.
Pour into me your care.
Share your world with me.
Because as long as you are around, wherever you go I will follow.
Don’t hold back from me.
Hold me and never let go.
I don’t know why I torture myself thinking that you care, looking around knowing full well that you simply aren’t there.
I wonder why I put myself through such peril, looking for a glimmer of hope…Maybe that is just another way to cope.
I realize that some things cannot be and maybe that’s just one of those things.
But it it is clear to me that there will always be something between you and me.