THE TYRANNY OF LOVE

A constant dilemma, a bewildered mind

In the pursuit of passion, she has gone blind;

A twisted love, a toxic space

Those poisonous words, that venomous embrace;

Still, she tries to get through the day

The next would be better each day she pray.


A second chance, a fallacious choice

Aggressive conduct fosters a trembling voice;

An obnoxious persona, a temper so vile

Yet, she forces a laugh and fake a smile.


Nowhere to go, no one to talk

She doesn’t have a destination, just an endless walk

Everything she does, she knows it’s not wise

Still, after every sunrise, she forgets all his lies.


-NDS

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