Your love is like a maze:
all twisted and endless so that
I get lost in your heart,
never to be found again.
I can wander for days, and
only see the outside - never reaching
the freedom I know is there.
I lose my faith in you.
I'm under your spell, held
under water and allowed to
surface for breath, only
to be pulled under again.
I can't do this much longer:
you're drowning me in my own tears.
The taste of salt sickens me,
but I can't escape.
There is no escape from this.
It's a deep, worn rut that I keep
tripping into. There are no hands
to save me.
16.04.08
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