No MoreA Poem by CrillaBluThe bindings of love are strong ones.Love took me hostage and made me its slave. I bend and I break and I do the best I can so that maybe one day I will be free. or maybe one day I will recieve my end of the deal.
Love took me hostage, I'm sorry to say. I fell for the lies and the tricks that it played. I fell for its promise and its good name, I fell for the mystery and now I see why others tried to hide when love came looking, that day.
Love took me hostage, and up to this day I never believed I would believe in fate. I never believed I would follow the play as it was writen, as it was made.
Love took me hostage, I'm down on my knees. The chains are so heavy, and i am so weak. In my right hand, I hold the wilted rose. And lying in my left my heart, my soul.
Love took me hostage, but that has made me strong. My spirit has soared above these walls and beyond. and now iI come to hear that the one i hold dear has fallen in love, has fallen for lies- and there beside me he resides.
Love took me hostage, it takes others as well. but my time with these chains has built me up well. They snap and they crack, break and shake, until i am free no longer bound by its ways.
Love took me hostage, and yet I escaped. I guess maybe that means there is such thing as fate. All that I know, is what i have seen and the chains that had bound me are gone, I am finally free. © 2012 CrillaBlu |
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Added on January 21, 2012 Last Updated on January 21, 2012 |