Replaced
She comes banging at my door
without a forward call.
She sweeps across the floor
not bothering to stall.
She wraps her hand around his finger
and weaves a dreadful spell,
leaving me to linger
in this lonesome metal cell.
I watch, helplessly, as he surrenders
to her witty, charming ways,
and hope he'll soon remember
what once brightened up his days.
But, no...
Alas, I lay forgotten,
growing old with time,
my soul becoming rotten,
my heart no longer mine.
She has stolen him from me,
and left me chained up in the dark,
and now I'm just a memory.
But still I wait for that single spark
to flame within his mind
and envelope me in warm embrace,
forever intertwined.
But for now, I'm still replaced.