Prisoner of Love

Its Wednesday.... Oops, sorry wrong day. well whatever day it is, its a day of the week where i dont get enough rest . So, i am a prisoner of love, we all are at some point or another. you basically tend to be a prisoner of love when you realise that you are powerless to the nosedives and roller-coaster feeling you get when you want someone soo bad that it almost becomes unhealthy. Experiencing your raw emotions could be a beautiful thing, actually its all my experiences that i forcibly write down for you to read. so here is another raw emotion for you to enjoy.

the post is short, raw and to the point. let me know if you have ever felt or been in a situation close enough to mine.  

poem

im bound to her by my wishful thinking

of whatever it is that i wish we could be together

as she feeds me her affection in small enough rations

enough to keep me wanting more than what i have of her

but barely enough to get me through the day

So i hold on tightly to each ration she gives

not knowing if its the last i would ever get from her

i'm under the clear illusion that she is all i need

as all my logic has been locked up in solitary confinement

so i have carried full conversations with myself all alone in the dark

pretending my emerging split personality

was a softer side of her

the shackles tying me down are all imaginary

but they tug so hard

on the seams of my heart

that i almost rip open my heart everytime i try to walk away

"i feel no pain"

i repeat constantly to myself

hoping all the pain i feel would eventually subside

but when its all said and done

the fact remains the same

i'm a prisoner of love

and i am prisoner number 0851213