The grasp of love is iron tight,
Holding me in my place,
I struggle for liberation,
My wrists begin to turn rufescent,
Tears escape my eyes and my lips begin to quiver,
I scream in fear,
The thoughts of getting attached consume my mind,
Love's hold locks on tighter,
It's too late,
Your image is blinding,
I can no longer think clearly,
I vociferously cry in anguish,
Secluded in a tiny cell of conflicted emotions,
I look down and see bruises scattered upon my arms,
Time passes by,
I brandish the key of reality and free myself,
As an epiphany comes to mind,
That you,
Were what I called 'Love'
But I was fooled by your disguise.
YOU ARE READING
A Splash of Vibrancy
De Todo"The colors of knowledge splash onto the blank canvas of my mind," ~ddiaz80 Book two of the 'Life in Color' series. (I do not own the artwork for the cover)
