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Prisoner of the Heart

Enveloped in caressing jubilation I am free of bond and chained to faith of the constellations. My tribulations though enduring, help guide me along this walk of life, little did I know stumbling upon this senora tonight would forever change my life.

The darkened night brings the cold as she shivers, seeing sparkle in her eyes I lean in to warm her soul, ice to the touch I melt my way through until I find her permafrost, it's here confusion starts as I slowly become eternally lost.

She stumbles and falls along the walls, I pick her up, I bring her a pup, the erroneous responses do not bring alarm, the flags raised were hidden within her charm.

Sensing a loss I couldn't shake, we're lying together planning my own wake, I should follow her make no mistake, my free will was blindly bonded for her to take, following her to the bridge she asks me to partake.

Looking down I cannot see the water and everything was dreary, she wants me to leap with her, she wants the false promises buried, but I was naturally Leary,
The fall alone was very dreary, all her ideas were scary and if I die I know I won't be buried.

This love which was veiled in secrecy held no promise to ascension of my faith that I left behind, I'm blinded, eyes closed I'm holding hands with a ghost, the real her took a crippling step back, it wasn't her, I failed to realize what I chose.

I imagined a leap bonded to caper a love, only seen by those who imagined fruitful intentions with doves, this ghost I free fall with was already dead, my hands are chained in sin as this death was mine to take to my next bed, lies deceit and double dealing crashed together to make this mess mine to hold, I floated hopelessly alive chained to her projected tormented sorrow, my cards of sanity are about to fold, I'm before man's maker to face murder tomorrow.

Triangulating and convincing harums overcrowd my agency, unable to cope I plead non competency, and without further a due I'm locked away without latency, shackles containing my every gesticulation, my breath forever an abrupt fluctuation, my mind is now the only hasty part of this equation, my only escape is lost in the trials of tribulation.

My heart is now shackled to an enduring prison within self sacrifice, as she sentries my enclosing cell I plead ms. Stockhold to rid this disease within me, I plead for affection from this endangering syndrome to cease, throwing to me ravenous kibbles and bits which hold no substance, I'll take anything to dissimulate my false character, I'll hold onto hope of acceptance from this predator.

Unable to move as the walls close in where I cannot stretch, my disparaging sentry holds the keys dangling for me to fetch, I can't reach through the tightening bars so I hold my breath, she smiles knowing it's my last attempt, this prisoner of the heart now falls limp and grows contempt, knowing now there is nothing more to do, he accepts this harrowing reality and releases his final breath.
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Submitted on February 15, 2021

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Kenny Pariseau

Just started writing poems, after all the heartbreak in one sitting i had to endure, I now use this to remind me of the gloom and move on as a survivor more…

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