Stolen

Bounded by the walls of your love,

Freedom is not an option for me,

Lost is the girl who lived for herself,

Captured in a prison she can't break free!

Infatuation was just an imagination,

I simply fell like a love sick retard,

Trust me, it hurts like hell now,

Now, when the real me is lost!

Crying somewhere in my heart, I am

Every minute as I fall apart,

Love was my crime, I now realize

Now, when the real me is lost!

How could I fall so badly for you?

How could I love you like that?

How could my feelings be strong enough?

That they killed the girl who once I was!

Lost in your world , I am now

Slave I am of my desires,

Craving and longing for your love, I am

Stolen is the real me, burnt in love's fire!

Author's Note

Well.........what say guys??????

Reviews

[Aehr]

Amazzayn darlinggg :) Loved it

[Flutterby aish]

:p hehehehe!!!!!

[Anand Sehgal]

emotional crisis depicted to perfection. very good work here :)

[Flutterby aish]

Thank you!

[Phantom Heart]

"Slave I am of my desires" Such a double edge sword; the truth. I like the strong emotion in your poem! :)

[Flutterby aish]

Thnx for reviewing!!!

[Phantom Heart]

You're welcome!

[MandaBear]

Very good becca. Sad yet very good =)

[Flutterby aish]

Thank u for reviewing but Becca??????

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful and sad poem. It is sad when we fall into a bad love and place. The description was strong. Create visions of someone being used and took apart. I like the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Flutterby aish]

Thank you for reviewing......u r always the first one to review my poems n i really appreciate that! Thank you!!