Roller Coaster

His glare a choppy tempest

Striking and retreating

Assured he always knows best

But his victory is fleeting

A bird within a darkened cage

The damsel in his tower

You're forced to bear his outrage 

As he clings onto his power

Yet even when you're all but lost

And your heart is broken in twine

Though you keep your fingers crossed

You can't get him off of your mind

You can scarcely imagine

A day without his touch

The light he sparks within you

A roller coaster rush

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

Well done - you've caught the helplessness of an abusive relationship very well. I think 'twine' (a strong thread) is the wrong word though. Did you mean broken in half or were you mixed up with 'twin' - although that wouldn't rhyme.
I really like it though.
Cheers, Alan
Would you like to check out my short story -'The gardener' - a bit of black humour!

[streetrose]

Thank you so much! I meant broken in half, not strong thread. I will be sure to read your writing!