The Story of Redemption
Envy
Envy takes a jealous hold
On me.
An unrelinquishing grasp
Is he.
Shouting over
The light of hope
His whispers caress me
As he knots the rope.
Inner beauty
Is a diminished flame
When possesive envy
Is to blame.
"Look at her,
What she can do!
How she takes him,
How he'll never want you."
His confident voice
Embraces me
As I stand and watch
Behind the scenes
Powerless I am
When he has control
Weakened I am
Deep in my soul
I'm bound to him
With iron chains
I've lost my strength
In his acid rain
It's impossible
To fight
Once envy's taken you
Into the night
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The Story of Redemption, which
was posted on Dec 23, 2011 by
LiquidDiamondTears.
This is a solo poem.
About this poem
"Dedicated to the lovely Cassandramorrow"
This poem is filed under:
Love / Romance, Religion / Spirituality, Simple Rhyme
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