In a prison of thought I weld a past thats promised the poignacy of pain.
A purposed life.
A prosaic myth, until you danced into my vision…
I chose at first, to love you in silence,
For in silence I found no rejection.
I chose to love you in my dreams,
For in my dreams you were only mine….
Jumping forward a year and oh how I loved you so openly..
How you tore that, which so easily cascaded down my chest, out for your own ego and gratification.
Its quite sad how despite my best efforts,
I cannot dislodge the hooks you have cast all over me,
Burrowing into my skin like a fox in winter,
Slyer even….
As you continue to reel me in…