Imprisoned in Love by Jailers of Pain

We are all imprisoned by love at some point, and we are all imprisoned by jailers who purposely cause us so much pain.

I walk a free person leading no pain in life,

And then I lay my eyes on you and I am caught,

And trapped in your eyes and memories, so I thought,

But then you imprison me, forget me, and only give me a knife.

It takes forever, but I cut through the bars that hold me,

And I finally see my escape from you and me once again free,

But then you come back, and you trap me again,

And you leave me alone again, living in my own pain.

You keep entrapped, leaving me to my own device,

I cannot escape your beautiful self nor your enchanting magic,

The magic that renders my love for you my only vice,

But alas, I am the victim of a love story that's oh so tragic.

I cannot escape you if I try, you keep me as a pet,

You have no reason to hold me, but you still hold me,

And yet, when you leave me when I feel our relationship is set,

And only come back when you want to, paying my love no heed,

Except to use me as a rag doll,

I now lay slouched where I once stood tall.

Please, have mercy, let me go free,

Don't hold me for sport, leave me be,

But you don't listen, as if you ever did,

And then onto this prison you replace the lid,

Leaving me alone and trapped forever,

Forced to making escape my only possible endeavor,

But you will not let me go,

But I will not stay anymore,

And I will use my knife

- the one that you gave me before,

And I will leave a mess you will remember,

You will remember it forever-more.

Just realize this, will you?

Let me go, it's easy too,

Stop hitting people like easy marks,

Stop chaining them with your love in the dark.

So all of you who do this, stop it now?

Just settle down and find only one,

Stay with him/her, treat him/her well,

And give that person as much love as nature allows,

And you will find your life brighter than the sun,

And it will illuminate your life and body down to every cell.

So stop using all those people whenever you want,

Just let them move on, or else you it will haunt,

What you did to them, how you ruined them,

And your heart will bleed a cascade that cannot be stemmed,

So stop now, and see their joy,

And stop treating them like they're your toys.