The Extreme Desire
To say ‘Thee' mine
I've been
Kicked and tormented
By
The plundering Thine.
It seems
The life is set to live in
The shadows
Of
These Pains-
All Fantasies
Looked
To be dead,
As
Attacked by her loveless
And
Unerring arrows like rains.
Mind is flooding
To Frail,
And
Life itself interested
To Trail.
An unknown Power
Sometimes
Whisper and Snare
That
Pushes me to move away
From
This pretensive Care.
My mind is blowing
To think
Every minute
Simply
A Blink-
That
I've been made to die
Through
My
Mind and heart-
With her fatally art
With paranoia
Reluctant to accept
The whole Lie.
