Why do you not rescue me from this prison I am held in?
Staring at me through the cold metal bars,
Those warm chocolate eyes they once were,
Now cold and dead,
Watching always watching,
Why do you not rescue me, I ask you?
Those thin pale lips never moving,
Never comforting,
Why do you just sit there not loving?
Never hating?
Yet you must hate me, for you do not rescue me,
Yet you must also love me, for you are here with me always,
Outside the prison which I call my heart.



someone reply anybody? I can't possibly be that bad ?can I?