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Feb 2018
I don't want to love you anymore
But it's so hard to rearrange
I don't want to be a prisoner
To all these things I cannot change

I don't want to hurt, I don't want to cry
Or long for the sound of your voice
I don't want to live my life like this
You have left me with no other choice

I don't want to miss you every day
The way we kissed, your playful grin
I don't want to want to hold your hand
Or yearn for your lips to touch my skin

I don't want to feel sad all the time
Struggling each week to make it through
I don't want to lock myself in my room
Sobbing while clutching pictures of you

I'm a slave to my own emotions
And all the things we cannot be
I'm locked inside the pain I feel
You are the one who holds the key
Pain really is a prison
Amanda Kay Burke
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Amanda Kay Burke  29/F/Alaska
(29/F/Alaska)   
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