I feel the cold claws of rejection
and the steely vise of reality
closing around my broken heart.
I am caught up in the cruel grasp
of desperation and heartbreaking drama
from which there is no avenue of escape.
My life has become a tangled up ball of
jangled nerves and broken hinged emotions.
And I have become lost in a spidery web
of terrible deceit and transgression,
and painful dejection leaving me to lie
awake at night yearning for the wondrous
joy of yesterday's love.
Donavon Scott Vinson