Love?

Written by: Twinkle

Sorry there is no Frankelope this week as I am finding it rather difficult to gain inspiration in the comedy area. However, here's a nice depressing poem for your entertainment and enjoyment. Hurrah!

Trapped,

Within these four walls,

Water running down my face

Or are they tears?

Trapped by love,

Smothered by care,

Choking, suffocating, dying.

If I am so enclosed from the outside world

Why is my every thought, my every feeling, my every action

Paraded,

Like a gossip column

Written by my own protector?

There is one key.

He sets me free from my lonely prison cell

But not often,

And not for long.

I must go back until his return.

I am trapped by these four walls of love.

Unable to break free

As she would fall.

I am trapped.

And I fall.