Too many years have passed,
Waking from this familiar daze,
Too many years I've spent,
Lying with an absent gaze.

The blinding ties of love,
Have been fully stripped,
Leaving a deep ugly hole,
Where my heart was ripped.

It is not my first time here,
Battered and in thought,
Was it a great play?
Each battle, well fought?

I did not have the time,
Before you entered my life,
To heal my ****** wounds,
From my last three year fight.

I was set up for failure,
Right from the very start,
When you decided to pursue,
And conquer my heart.

I gave you fair warning,
To which you did not heed,
Now I am suffering again,
Except now, we both bleed.

Copyright ©2015 Jamie Johnson